temptess

My overzealous nature got the best of me and I can no longer walk. Yoga two days ago left my calves incapable of normal operation, 4 hours driving back to SB from Santa Monica stuck in traffic exacerbated the problem and added to it with large quantities of irritation, frustration, and anger. Koolthing flaked out on Yoga today and still hasn't called me (now I'm worried). And on top of all that, I have worrysome feelings regarding my ability (or lack of) to have a relationship without getting crazy...
I often think that emotionless-pleasureful(l) sex is the best kind. It seems that anything more than that and I obsess over every detail... I'm a tough cookie with a fragile, crumbly inside. I am having a complete personality crisis, I feel like Yoda and Princess Leah are having it out inside my head and there is nothing I can do about it. Masturbating with a jacuzzi jet didn't help...