(HLM55) In the world of Star Trek there is this thing that Vulcans go through... every seven years they get a case of blue balls so bad that they will go mad if they don't get some sex. That's how I remember it anyway, a true Trekkie will correct me on that. I feel like that this week. I don't know what sparked it, but I am ravenous for physical contact. The last time my wife was agreeable was the first week of November. Three months is her typical span, and it is Saturday (the only acceptable night for sex per her) but the subtle hints have already let me know that tonight is not THAT Saturday night.

I've watched some porn. I've masturbated twice this week. I reached out to someone that occasionally likes to play online but she didn't respond. I started perusing cheating sites. I don't want an affair and the trouble that can bring, but right now I want to FUCK. Right this minute, I think hiring an escort is a logical, justified, and thrifty resolution.