I love big boobs

Today I have no agenda of what to write.  As I'm typing this I'm waiting for a large pizza to be delivered from Gusto, so I'll just type from the top of my head until that gets here.

Before I finished typing the first sentence of this paragraph (which I just deleted), the pizza got here.  So I ate and now I'm back.

Right now the MLS All-Star Game is on.  It's the MLS All-Stars vs. AS Roma, who's up 1-0 in about the 40th minute.  This year I've gotten much more into watching soccer (futbol).  Once the college basketball season ended, and especially once the NBA season was over, I really started watching lots of soccer: MLS games, CONCACAF Gold Cup games, and probably a couple Liga MX games.  Although there's not always a lot of scoring, I like that the ball is constantly in motion.  That's why I prefer soccer to baseball.  It's also why I predict that by the year 2020 the MLS will be just as popular as MLB.  My reasoning?  In this fast-paced, ADHD, short-attention-span culture, people will become more and more bored by the slow pace of baseball.  I believe that eventually MLS will be America's summer sport, not MLB.

On the topic of constant motion, I need to start doing cardio.  If I'm lucky I get to the gym about twice per week and I only lift weights.  Recently, perhaps due to diet, perhaps due to a largely sedentary lifestyle, perhaps due to age, or perhaps due to a lack of cardio in my diet, I've noticed that I've gained a few pounds.  How did I notice?  The waistline of my dress pants has been a little tight lately.  An idea came to mind the other day: I'd like to do interval sprints with Jeannie.  My idea is to go to a nearby city block where there's a baseball field and a recreation center, then do a 2x4 relay, that is 2 people (Jeannie and I, of course) for 4 laps each (thus, 8 laps total) around the city block.  I haven't proposed the idea to Jeannie yet.  She flies in to PHL tonight at 12:13am after spending a week with her biological mother in Houston.  I'll share my idea with her and see if she's up for it.

So I'm happy that Jeannie will be home.  She's a really sweet girl with a great heart.  She's also very patient with me, which is something I know is necessary in a partner for me.  We get along pretty well and have a lot of similar interests, especially traveling.  And at the risk of sounding too much like a guy, I love that she has big breasts.  I don't think I've ever admitted it out loud to any one, but for as long as I can remember, I always wanted a girlfriend with big breasts.  I would periodically have arguments in my head, where I felt guilty for thinking that I was being too superficial or objectifying, but then I would think to myself that I love big breasts and I want to be with a girl with big breasts.  Most importantly, though, I wondered when I was with other girls (either previous girlfriends or girls I was dating) if I was "settling" for a girl who was nice or attractive, but whether I would always long for or wonder what it would be like to be with a girl with big breasts.  And I think it was that fear of possible regret or even the temptation of cheating (just to feel what it would be like to touch, kiss, suck, and grab big breasts) that would often win out in those internal arguments.  I've always noticed girls with big breasts in public and they're the girls I'm attracted to.  It's been a blessing being with Jeannie.  As I said, she's a quality girl in so many ways and besides that I truly think she's a good fit for me, precisely because she's so caring, so loving, and so patient with me.  Those are the things that matter most, so I know I'm with a good girl.  But the fact that she has DD-cup breasts really seals the deal for me.  I don't care how that sounds, because I admit that, for me at least, it is a fact.  And all these things are what led me to ask Father Ed this past Saturday about what I need to think about and prepare to get married to Jeannie, hopefully some day not too far in the future, God willing.