A little blog on my way to the Country side

I was forced to take the Myers-Briggs Type Indicator today and it appears that I am an ENTJ which basically means that I am a stuck up asshole who very moderately enjoys life and hates change. Believe it or not.

Also I know that you are all dying to know the details of my diner party at Alex A. yesterday. I won’t say a word because anyway I don’t remember much besides the fact that almost all the guests gladly volunteered at one point to admit that they frequent manhunt.net, that Sergio P. felt he had to sing, and that I got to pay a $40 bill at Halo because Nicholas V. and Rick H. (both middle-aged and desperately horny) “invited me to get Claudettes at halo”. Like usual, I was a push over and Alex A. (who is not content anymore with guests bringing all the food, wine and conversation to his diner parties) tricked me into accepting to organize diner at my place next wednesday, I imagine that it only means that for once Alex will carry my grocery shopping bags. I ended up drinking a little bit more at home and cruising Criag’s list with Kevin D.

I have to leave for Annapolis. Kisses.

Comments

[LL]

That's so funny, because I posted a casual encounter hoping Kevin D. would answer.

[kevin d.]

i only reply to casual encounter postings with cock AND ass shots, silly. plus, you made no mention of golden showers, so i was disinclined to respond.

[kevin d.]

fyi, two fellow ENTJs are bill gates and margaret thatcher. i believe you have more in common with margaret than bill. bill, you see, is successful and enjoys the love and respect of his family. you and margaret, on the other hand, take your coffee black, like you prefer your men, and the shape and consistency of your thighs are remarkably similar.

[Andrew]

Ouch, Kevin D. is really laying the smack down. Are you going to stand for that FHC? Don’t feel shame for your ENTJ status, I’m an ENTP.