Backlog: The first actual entry (1. January 2008)

Okay, it's not like I actually got any action last night, as I was neither partying, nor seeking it out. Oh well. :-) The closest I really got was having one of my coworkers keep wandering past, and having to tell myself not to grope his arse. It's almost a reflex for me, I've found. Reasonably nice arse walks by, and my reflex is to grope it. I don't even have to be attracted to the person -- this particular one had a few traits there were absolute deal breakers for me, I would never, ever do him.