TL;DR meaningful political reform in the us will not happen until campaign finance reform occurs and john boehner dies of smallpox

if anyone has been to vancouver or lives there, you will know about the skytrain. the much hailed rapid transit system has been the lifeblood of commuters in metro vancouver since it went online 25 years ago. as a result, it is extremely crowded at rush hour. but outside of rush hour, barring special events, it is one of the best places to get rid of approach anxiety.

i gamed on skytrain only after the evening rush, from 7 to 9 pm. this way there would still be lots of people to practise on but it's not a crush load so we can converse comfortably.

now, a backstory: for the last 2 years, i have been cybering (aka cybersex) both as myself and masquerading as a woman on irc and myspace. this is how i direct my sex drive, into online fantasies. but i decided to quit it for several reasons:

  1. girls flake way too much online. it wasn't worth it.
  2. i'm no good at cybering as a woman
  3. it's too time intensive and it's distracting me from college
  4. i end up masturbating to lesbian porn (just like mystery in the game) in the end anyway
  5. i'm on campus all day and i can't jerk it there! (i get aroused but i don't release)

the end result is that i haven't orgasmed since labor day (september 5 2011). that's 24 days. yes i cheated by touching and getting aroused, but i didn't release. the sexual energy remains within me. 3 and a half weeks worth. today is also the last day i'm going to cybersex-it's just not worth cutting class anymore. from now on i will save the sex for reality (although when i finally get a girl all bets are off!)

after opening magic bullets, i decided to open girls on the b line and skytrain, with fabulous results. every time a girl smiles or laugh at my jokes or anecdotes or gives me iois, i feel like a jew at belsen who sees the british troops burst into the camp-my heart lifts and is filled with triumph. although i have some kinks to work out in conversation, and lots of work to do in general, but i've made quantum leaps compared to my afc past!

and then... it happened.

yesterday evening i was pissed because cybering didn't work out, so i decided to work on my erotic story, which i do as an alternative to release my sexual energy (vanilla boy/girl and girl/girl stuff, no kinks, nothing anderson cooper would worry about) on my way home. i have lots of guilt about doing this in public because i worry people will see what i'm writing, so i have a weird compulsion to write only if i know i'm alone or nobody will notice. i knew i was going to miss my bus home so i had 30 minutes to kill before the next one, even though i had timed my trip to catch it. i was even madder. i was mad that i was going to miss my bus, i was mad that cybering didn't work out, i was mad that i couldn't write my smut in peace, i was livid that i was so horny and had nothing to show for it.

i decided to write not at the station, but on the train and bite the bullet and wait at the bus stop (normally i avoid waiting at bus stops for long, it's my fault for being spoiled by living in an urban area for most of my life), so i headed for the platform.

BAM! i saw her. asian girl in a powder blue juicy couture tracksuit and short uggs. holy bejeezus, she was outstanding. i know this was my horniness talking (in reality, she was a 7 on the hotness scale, a mere cayenne in the world where capsaicin is king). she took the stairs, i took the escalator behind. i knew i would have to ensure she didn't see me, because creeping around would put me out of the running for an approach.

double bam! i get the perfect opportunity. as i approach her from behind, i see her check the skytrain map. this is fantastic...

...i walk behind her, ensure she doesn't see me, then look at the map. my goal was to look her in the eyes and smile, but instead i decided to take a chance. i air-traced the map with my finger, and she laughed. after asking, i learned she was getting off one stop after me. this was great, i thought, we have something (no matter how trivial) in common.

now, there is a bus that stops near my house that also departs from her station. i noted that, her reply: "good for you".

the old me would have been crestfallen, slinking away. the new me is no longer an afc.

i gave her a minute or two, stepped away from her, and looked at the track, away from her. she was on her cell phone at the time, so when she finished her conversation, i approached her again (something i wouldn't have done 6 months ago) and asked her for the time. but hark- was that an iphone in her hands? i knew this would make or break the whole conversation. if i said it right, it would be money. if not-eject.

me: "is that an iphone or an itouch?" azn: no, it's an itouch. i already have a cellphone. me: a shitty phone. azn: *laughing*

just then, the train arrived. i decided to take another chance as she put the headphones back in

me: what are you listening to? azn: *takes out headphones* huh? me: what are you listening to? azn: something i got from the itunes store. me: anything i would know? can i hear? (she gives me an earbud. it's how to love by lil wayne) me: oh i love this song, etc etc.

i keep the earbud in my ear while i make conversation. this is important later on. then i point out her black sweatshirt?

me: where did you get  the black sweatshirt you're wearing? (misunderstandings result in hilarious back and forth) azn: in china me: i might know the town, what's it called? azn: capital of sichuan province. me: sichuan province, with the spicy food?