<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5931569579947840453</id><updated>2012-01-17T23:14:48.087+08:00</updated><category term='Thoughts'/><category term='Encounters'/><category term='Passion'/><category term='Dialogues'/><category term='News'/><category term='Music'/><title type='text'>The Ricovery Room</title><subtitle type='html'>The impossible, unbelivable, mundane and sometimes unrealistic life of Rico, the carreer socialist.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thericoveryroom.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5931569579947840453/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thericoveryroom.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07587678063796115367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5931569579947840453.post-1194282858264863569</id><published>2007-07-25T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T18:08:33.533+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Encounters'/><title type='text'>Orgy Gorgy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Is MORE always MERRIER?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;A darkly lit room. Bodies writhing through the rhythm of moans and groans. Eyes darting, looking for a suitable partner for the night or just for the moment - or maybe even fulliling the voyeur in him. Out in the recieving area, a couple of guys share some laughs over some silly joke while others whisper to each other how hot was the guy who just came in. In another corner, you see the organizer talking to some of the guys who came in late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Im sure these scenes are all too familiar to you. Im guessing that you've been to one or two gatherings. Most of you should have fond memories. Some had experiences that scarred them for life. But ultimately, its the thrill, excitement and sheer pleasure of the experience has made us come back for more. Everyone loves an orgy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;You're not truly a gay guy if you haven't been to one...well, okay...fine, if you don't go to one, its not my business. But orgies have been a defining moment for every gay guy where a range of emotions can be experienced. Most left with a fulfilled sense of being. Others left with a promise of blissful togetherness with another orgymate, while some, including myself, left experiencing the most brutal emotional rollercoaster a gay guy could ever experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Like any other meat market, orgies are validation events where one can truly confirm and find out if he is still indeed a SALABLE item. It is a gauge whether your goods are still up for prime mass consumption. Mind you, there are lot of guys that sell despite their age primarily because they have the protein shakes, testosterone shots and hours of laborious work with free and mechanical weights to back their creed up. There are guys that sell because they possess that cute boy next door charm. Others are consumed because of raw sex appeal. While the unfortunate few get left behind - standing in the corner, gawking at the scenes and secretly wished he was that power top hungrily pumping away (or the insatiable bottom underneath him).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I recently attended an orgy upon the invitation of an occasional fuck friend. Thinking that this was an intimate group activity, i decided to give it a try (he did promise that hunky and hot guys would be present). We met, went to the location and was greeted by organizer and some early birds. I've been to numerous orgies, but this, by far is the most organized. After having a few more guys enter the room, the orientation began. Personal stuff (wallets and mobile phones) were ziplocked and hidden in a safe, then we stripped to our undies. The orgynizer (lets call him by this word) then asked some of the boys to come in, while i begged him if i could stay for a while to "warm" up. My friend and i ended up talking about the two hunky guys who just came in (he invited them, btw, and recognized their faces - via g4m). I instantly had a feeling about the two guys. I told my friend that they are planning to make a run for the door because all they saw was us - me, a skinny guy who looked like i needed long bed rest, an early 20's guy who had the height and the form of a bamboo, and a mestizo 19 year old who looked bored. My friend was ok by gay guy standards but he kept his distance. Then when one of the hunky guys who was in the room stepped out for a drink, i immediately told my friend that they hunky guys are beginning to change their mind. My theory crystalized when 3 other hunks went in to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt; the room. Moments later, they were stripping to their birthday suits then joined the action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;What happened to me? I stayed in the recieving area talking to the kids beside me. Sensing that they didnt have much orgy experience, i tried to tell them what i know from my wealth of orgy knowledge. I did try to go inside the main staging area, but i ended up screening for my friend because "he didnt want to join in the action". When it was 12 midnight, i decided to ask the orgynizer's permission to leave early. I left the place feeling a little sad. The next day, i texted my friend to find out what happened after i left. He said that one of the buff guys tried to get it on with him. And that the kids' crush was going after him too. But he "didnt have sex", he just stayed in the main room and chatted the night away. Well, that's how it ends. Some came and came. But some came and gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;So, for the losers (like me) who woud find themselves in an orgy, here are some tips to take note of to get you through the night:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;1. Always remember to wear respectable underwear (no bacon garters, please), put on some cologne or deodorant - in other words be hygienic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;2. Have enough sleep. Its bad manners to fall asleep in the orgy venue. Who knows, you might wake up and find yourself to be the center of a gang bang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;3. Keep warm. Orgynizers and attendees can be a bitch especially with climate control. One way to do this effectively is to stay in one area with the other participants. This is also a great way to mingle and get to know the other guys in case you are still undecided to jum into the fun or if you feel that you're not a hot item.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;4. Never hang in the bathroom especially if its just one and if its inside the bedroom where all the action is taking place. Its torture enough to see all the hot guys going at it and you're sulking inside the cold walls of tiles, plumbing and mirrors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;5. Raid the buffet. If its free, eat, it can keep you warm. If you paid for something, eat - make use of your money's worth. Drink some alcohol too, it can help you losen up - and it may make your vision a bit better (in case you dont find anyone appealing but you're desperatly horny).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;6. Talk with other guys who were "left out". They tend to be the best conversationalists. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;7. Smile and losen up. Who knows, you might be the apple of someone's eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;8. Learn to STERNLY say NO and learn when they guy you're trying to snag is SAYING NO to you. Respect is always the key.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;9. If you're bottom, never get fucked if he isnt using WATER BASED LUBE. If your top, learn to use a CONDOM and WATER BASED LUBE. Trust me, it shall be the fuck of the century for you both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;10. Never attend an orgy with a mindset. You'll only go home dissapointed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;If you were to ask me,I would prefer a small crowd, say 7 guys (3 bottoms, 4 tops) who like each other and has great rapport than having a huge crowd where only a few gets to have pleasure. Orgies are not just about having sex with wild abandon - its also about enjoying languid sexuaity in unison, reaching a climactic satsfaction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5931569579947840453-1194282858264863569?l=thericoveryroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thericoveryroom.blogspot.com/feeds/1194282858264863569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5931569579947840453&amp;postID=1194282858264863569' title='39 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5931569579947840453/posts/default/1194282858264863569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5931569579947840453/posts/default/1194282858264863569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thericoveryroom.blogspot.com/2007/07/gorgy-orgy.html' title='Orgy Gorgy'/><author><name>Rico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07587678063796115367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>39</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5931569579947840453.post-5709160519126298864</id><published>2007-07-10T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T19:40:12.727+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>A change is in order</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Are RESOLUTIONS good for just the beginning of a new year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I guess the tone of my last post gave you an idea of my current state. I am unhappy of how my life is going right now. I feel that all aspects of it are failing miserably. Really, there is no one to blame, but my self. I guess im just trying to hide the fact that there is something seriously wrong with me and how i run my life. And now, im in a more serious slump, worse that what i had gone through the previous year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I feel that i need to change alot. And this entry is dedicated to the things that I intend to change in the comming months. Like what my friend said, and I believe it's also written in the book "The Little Prince" - "tell the universe and it shall conspire to bing you what you desire." Im telling the universe now, or the world wide constellation of bloggers, at least of the things i intend to change and, hopefully, by this time next year i would've been successful at turning my lie arorund for the better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;From this point forward, I will:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;LOVE MYSELF and accept myself for who i am, what i can become and what i cannot be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;REFRAIN from envying others because of what they have that i do not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;DISCONNECT from people who do not provide a positive influence in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;LET GO of the things that were and instead focus on the NOW and plan for the FUTURE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;RESPECT others for their individuality, choices, and preferences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;ACCEPT people for who they are and try to learn as much good things from them as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;LEARN the true value and purpose of life resources and harness them to gain a competetive and positive advantage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;RESPECT my body and treat it in the best possible way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;These are just some of the resolutions i have come up with in order to hopefully make a positive change. Somehow, the universe will conspire to help me achieve these goals and live for the better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5931569579947840453-5709160519126298864?l=thericoveryroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thericoveryroom.blogspot.com/feeds/5709160519126298864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5931569579947840453&amp;postID=5709160519126298864' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5931569579947840453/posts/default/5709160519126298864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5931569579947840453/posts/default/5709160519126298864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thericoveryroom.blogspot.com/2007/07/change-is-in-order.html' title='A change is in order'/><author><name>Rico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07587678063796115367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5931569579947840453.post-1231324496519282707</id><published>2007-07-03T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T18:23:58.695+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Rico Resurfaces...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm still here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Many have been wondering where i have gone and what happened to me. Yes, im still alive and still trying to thread my way through this impossible needle hole of a life. Alot has happened since my last post - my grandmother's (father's side) death, my other grandmother's (mother's side) recovery from brain surgery, but sadly, she's now incapacitated...only a miracle would bring her back to her old self...may God bless her soul. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;We have finally bought that new house and would be making a comeback in our home town real soon, however, our financial woes prevent us from making the big move. Which reminds me, i still have to put up my grandma's house on the classifieds so we can sell it and use the proceeds to cover for her medical expenses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Things aren't looking up for us if i could say so myself...add to that my internal conflicts and occassional depression. My self esteem has not been that healthy. I have been rebelling...manifestation of that would be my weekend getaways at my friend's house in QC. Me not being at my best at work. Forsaking my religious obligations for petty and unimportant things. The worst has come out of me...and for the first time in my life, I am affraid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm affraid that no one likes me because of how i look, my attitude and demeanor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm affraid that my family will not love me any more and deny me because i have been a bad son and brother.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm affraid that i do not have any more to give artistically and creatively because im uninspired and unimaginitive.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Im afraid that my shortcommings would affect my life greatly in ways that would inflict harm internally and externally.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;What is a guy to do when it seems that the whole world is falling down on him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;But the question still remains - is this fear real or is it just imagined? Are the things in life psyching us out too quickly that we fail to see the opportunities behind the obstacles? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;To be honest, I' affraid i do not know the answer to this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5931569579947840453-1231324496519282707?l=thericoveryroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thericoveryroom.blogspot.com/feeds/1231324496519282707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5931569579947840453&amp;postID=1231324496519282707' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5931569579947840453/posts/default/1231324496519282707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5931569579947840453/posts/default/1231324496519282707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thericoveryroom.blogspot.com/2007/07/rico-resurfaces.html' title='Rico Resurfaces...'/><author><name>Rico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07587678063796115367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5931569579947840453.post-1116434805097222705</id><published>2006-11-29T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T18:30:47.588+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Encounters'/><title type='text'>For better or for worse</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I like married men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like them better in bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been messaging this guy for quite sometime now at this popular website. Banana Boat (lets call him that) was one of those usual guys who has a torso for photo on his profile. Profile contents were short, sweet and straightforward. He does not smoke too, which was a plus for me. I decided to message him. And from the initial discussion, we decided to meet up. However that did not materialize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days passed and I didn’t see his profile online. From time to time, I’d see him online, try to invite him to meet up, but he always declined. He said he was too busy. This went on for almost half a year, until I decided that if he declines once again, I would have to stop inviting him to meet up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw him online one night when I was too bored to function. (This is usually my routine when I can’t think of anything to do). “Hi, hope things are great”, I said. “They are. Hope you are too,” he replied. I was about to ask him the question that I dreaded asking him: “Are you still interested to meet up? If not, I might as well stop here.” “No, don’t stop,” he exclaimed. “Are you free tonight? Let’s meet at Metrowalk, I’m gonna return some DVDs I bought.” He stepped into my trap (hehe). I agreed to meet him there. The next thing I new was that I was out the building hailing a cab towards for Ortigas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stepped inside the Metrowalk Tiangge looking for a guy in blue jeans and red polo shirt. When I saw him…he looked ok…tall, kinda lanky, geeky looking (definitely a turn on). I stood beside him looking at some DVDs while he was being coerced by the tinederas to add more DVDs to his purchase pile. He looked my way and asked if I was the person he was to meet. I said yes and proceeded to flipping through the DVDs that needed owners, which eventually made me purchase 2 titles I have yet to view. After paying for the DVDs, we went to his van and drove off, talking along the way. I learned that he is Fil-Chi, also in graphic design and married with three kids. “Surprised?” he asked. “Not really..but that’s interesting though,” I replied. While looking for a drive thru to buy something to eat, our conversation went to counting how many guys we have met online. I told him I’ve met a number already. When I asked him the same question, he simply replied, “A few, but they can’t forget me.” “How so?” I asked. “You’ll soon find out. Magaling ka ba?” That question made me quiver a bit, looks like I’m in for a long meeting. I said that he will also find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Your previous sexmates must be asking for seconds?” I asked. “I can’t help it if they do. Hinahanap-hanap nila ako,” he said, which made me more curious as to what he can do in bed. “But they can be irritating. They’re too clingy! They text me every minute and will get mad if I didn’t reply,” he said as he was sipping his dalandan juice. Guess he was implying that I shouldn’t be clingy too, I kept that as a mental note. A few moments later, we were in a motel in Sta. Mesa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching the TV while he went to the bathroom to pee. By surprise, he kissed my nape. Damn, he found weak spot number one. Electric bliss shot throughout my body as I closed my eyes while he continued to pleasure me with his soft lips and warm breath. His hands soon found his way inside my shirt and played with my nipples. By this time I’m completely under his control. I was beginning to understand why his former bedmates are fond of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had complete control. And I was willing to submit, because, at the back of my mind, I knew that I wouldn’t be enjoying it as much if I resisted him. He knew where to hit me and how to handle me. It was as if I was the car, he was my driver...handling the steering wheel and shifting my gears to reach maximum speed and the utmost in driving experience. He reached for the blanket and covered my eyes with it. As he was holding my arms, he began to thread every inch of my body with his mouth and tounge. Soon, he reached my crotch and licked it with the softest tounge that has ever licked by sack. He then proceeded to give me head…the guy is pure genius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But should I credit this incredible ability to his wife? After all, they had sex, they had three kids. Is this what he does with his wife? Am I treated as a woman during this encounter? I didn’t mind because I am having the time of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t want to think that I just lay around doing nothing when having sex. I pulled out all the tricks I know, copied some of his moves and gave him the meanest blowjob I ever could. I knew he enjoyed it, as I was able to learn his masterful art and use it on him. Now, who is the better lover? Intercourse followed thereafter. We spent about 3 hours inside the motel, an hour short from my last memorable fuck…which was clocked at four hours, plus three bathroom breaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked him after our act if his wife knows. He says she doesn’t, that is why he hates persistent texters. He did have a great alibi – late and ever changing work hours. He said that his cousin opened him to all this madness and he just trips whenever he feels like it. We drove out of the motel garage and he dropped me off in front of my house. I later thanked him for the wonderful fuck through text. He said he also enjoyed it. From that moment, I told myself not to message him. However, the next day, he texted me first. Guess I’m good in his book after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some gay guys who do not want to mess with married down low guys. But for me, married men are some of the most skilled lovers you can find. To enjoy them is to just let them go, because it will be them who’ll come looking for you for another round, maybe thirds. If he does invite me for another round, I am officially the “other man”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5931569579947840453-1116434805097222705?l=thericoveryroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thericoveryroom.blogspot.com/feeds/1116434805097222705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5931569579947840453&amp;postID=1116434805097222705' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5931569579947840453/posts/default/1116434805097222705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5931569579947840453/posts/default/1116434805097222705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thericoveryroom.blogspot.com/2006/11/for-better-or-for-worse.html' title='For better or for worse'/><author><name>Rico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07587678063796115367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5931569579947840453.post-1840912525874396039</id><published>2006-11-24T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T11:35:39.323+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dialogues'/><title type='text'>Rico's quotable quotes 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;22 Nov 2006, 18:36&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;You: are "stocks" really limitless? or are we just trying to be optimistic about the things our minds try to conjure.[?]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;we always say we are better and we need someone who equals or is better than us. who would want someone less? but then, if we all think we are far better than anyone, i guess we are better off with pets than with human beings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;acknowledging that people have different gifts to offer is the best way to find a possible mate. but then we always limit oursleves to personal preferences - he has to be fit, good looking, intelligent, successful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;if people had the complete package, we wouldnt be here on earth, we would be in heaven. but then, that's everyone's utopia of relationships...it woulnt be as fun as it is now if that was the case....dont you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;guess im just trying to say hi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;[x]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5931569579947840453-1840912525874396039?l=thericoveryroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thericoveryroom.blogspot.com/feeds/1840912525874396039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5931569579947840453&amp;postID=1840912525874396039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5931569579947840453/posts/default/1840912525874396039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5931569579947840453/posts/default/1840912525874396039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thericoveryroom.blogspot.com/2006/11/ricos-quotable-quotes-2.html' title='Rico&apos;s quotable quotes 2'/><author><name>Rico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07587678063796115367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5931569579947840453.post-3058198424414667952</id><published>2006-11-24T11:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T11:37:02.390+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dialogues'/><title type='text'>Rico's quotable quotes....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Standards are the stepping stones to an end to finding the right guy for you, you'll only find the guy of your dreams, which will forever remain a dream."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;[x]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5931569579947840453-3058198424414667952?l=thericoveryroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thericoveryroom.blogspot.com/feeds/3058198424414667952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5931569579947840453&amp;postID=3058198424414667952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5931569579947840453/posts/default/3058198424414667952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5931569579947840453/posts/default/3058198424414667952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thericoveryroom.blogspot.com/2006/11/ricos-quotable-quotes.html' title='Rico&apos;s quotable quotes....'/><author><name>Rico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07587678063796115367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5931569579947840453.post-2652273015950860122</id><published>2006-11-23T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T11:25:53.420+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><title type='text'>News from the homefront</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We interrupt your regular programming with this special news bulletin:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Rico's grandmother from his father side was checked in to a hospital tuesday last week as she was reportedly suffering from severe stomach aches that prevented her from taking in solid food. As a result, she lost a terrible amount of weight and is jaundiced. Doctors were later asked about her condition and their initial findings were that she was suffering from a stomach disease. A CT scan however disputed this finding and later told his family that she was suffering from a tumor that has been crushing her liver. As of yesterday, she has been immobile and cannot speak full sentences. Rico's family fear that her demise would soon follow. We asked Rico his feelings and thoughts about this news. Has has yet to make a comment regarding the matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;In other related news, Rico's grandma from his mother's side was found to be suffering from the early stages of Alzheimer's disease. There has been a significant amount of memory loss as well as partial impairment of skilled movements. The family suspects her cornea surgery as the catalyst of this dreadded condition. It may be noted that Rico's grandfather died a year ago due to complications of lung cancer. Rico's family is distraught, but still holding on to whatever miracle that would happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;In finance, Rico's sister has just recieved news that the housing loan from one of the major local banks finally pushed through. This morning Rico and his sister went to the Mandaluyong City hall to obtain their local tax certificates as a means to complete the requirements of the loan wherein Rico was made co-maker. His sister is reportedly recieving a loan worth P2.2M which shall be used to purchase a 3 storey house and its lot which is located in San Juan. Rico's family is expeted to make a homecomming to his hometown before the end of the year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Still in finance and business, Rico recieved a raise of 15% from his current income, a move which was unexpected from his boss. Rico suspects that his boss might be thinking that rico is quitting his current post and is looking for greener pasteurs. What Rico's boss does not know is that he does not have any plans to do so. But despite the increase, Rico is still unhappy as he thinks that he has been doing a lousy job as the company's business development head and copywriter. Rico is hoping that the next year would bring better prospects for profficency and effectivity in the workplace, something that his present employment truly deserve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;In sports and fitness, Rico has been actively attending group x clases, particularly body jam and hiphop. Rico has been doing exceptionally well as a dancer that he is considering to join a hiphop competion should his health club decide to put up one. Whether the event will take place or not is still to be determined. He however should focus on building his mass and ganing weight as he has been doing the same workout program for more than 2 months now. A close friend noted that he also should get enough sleep and cut down on night outs and meet ups if he wishes to make changes in his body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Gossip news now, who is this guy reportedly linked to Rico? Sources tells us that the guy is a big Neil Gaiman fan. They initially met during a swap meet and has been spotted at a Mandaluyong mall to catch a flick the following week. No official word has been released about this incident yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And that is the latest at this hour. Thank you for joining us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5931569579947840453-2652273015950860122?l=thericoveryroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thericoveryroom.blogspot.com/feeds/2652273015950860122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5931569579947840453&amp;postID=2652273015950860122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5931569579947840453/posts/default/2652273015950860122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5931569579947840453/posts/default/2652273015950860122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thericoveryroom.blogspot.com/2006/11/news-from-homefront.html' title='News from the homefront'/><author><name>Rico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07587678063796115367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5931569579947840453.post-5572892828668450904</id><published>2006-11-19T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T22:28:26.607+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Passion'/><title type='text'>Photographs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am a photographer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least im learning to become a photographer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Images frozen in time forever immortalized.  A recollection, a memmory, an idea.  As mundane as everyday ordinary life or as grand and ambitious as any hollywood movie.  Photographs have revolutionized the way we view life, the way we appreciate art.  It documents historical moments or it can provoke your senses.  Nothing is as fascinating and moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved looking at photographs and thought that someday, i will be able to capture anything that amuses and inspires me.  Keep it with me and serve as my muse, and my jester whenever the need comes.  I have wondered at mavelously composed photographs in fashion magazines.  I worshiped exquisite portraits.  I fell for intimate photos that reflects life as it happens.  I wanted so badly to be a photographer.  So badly, that i told the universe about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The universe answered.  One day, i found myself attending a basic photography class somewhere in Makati, courtesy of the celestial being also known as my boss.  He knew i wanted to learn photography, so in a snap, he paid for my classes.  In 5 days, i learned the basics of digital photography.  And so far, i have been applying what i learned from my teacher.  He is one of the country's known lensmen.  But my boss didnt like him because he looked like a troll. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The universe didn't stop answering my desires.  My boss purchased a Canon D20 camera, to replace the irrepairable Nikon D70 the office had before.  I was on the verge of something...finally i am becomming a photographer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not quite yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have much to learn, much to do, not to mention much to purchase!  Lighting sets, bulbs, light meters, reflectors, more schooling and learning.  I am once again shouting out to the universe...please let me be the photographer i want to be.  I do hope that the universe will listen to me and answer me once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my photo album, you'll find some of the photos i took...mostly of Makati buildings.  I will be posting more photos over the course of time and, rest assured, i will not stop on taking just photos of inanimate objects.  For I long to be involved in fashion and portrature...hopefully soon you'll see some of them here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5931569579947840453-5572892828668450904?l=thericoveryroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thericoveryroom.blogspot.com/feeds/5572892828668450904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5931569579947840453&amp;postID=5572892828668450904' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5931569579947840453/posts/default/5572892828668450904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5931569579947840453/posts/default/5572892828668450904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thericoveryroom.blogspot.com/2006/11/photographs.html' title='Photographs'/><author><name>Rico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07587678063796115367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5931569579947840453.post-5744072230525958441</id><published>2006-11-19T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T22:25:00.773+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>House Music Playlist 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Originally posted November 13, 2006&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;For your listening pleasure, here is today's dance playlist...hope you enjoy them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07:27 pm Carl Cox Give Me Your Love (Valentino Kanzyani Extended Mix&lt;br /&gt;07:24 pm Flanders By My Side&lt;br /&gt;07:20 pm Goldfrapp Fly Me Away (Chuck Barrett Radio Edit)&lt;br /&gt;07:16 pm Jennifer Lopez Let's Get Loud&lt;br /&gt;07:12 pm Dhany Miles Of Love&lt;br /&gt;07:09 pm Dirty South Vs. Evermore It's Too Late (Radio Edit)&lt;br /&gt;07:07 pm Boogie Pimps The Music In Me&lt;br /&gt;06:59 pm Ian Carey &amp; Mochico Feat. Miss Say What U Want (Ian Carey&lt;br /&gt;06:54 pm Paul Oakenfold Hypnotised (Kowalski Radio Edi&lt;br /&gt;06:47 pm Conjure One Face the Music (Kaskade Club Mix)&lt;br /&gt;06:43 pm Moloko Forever More&lt;br /&gt;06:40 pm Holly Dolly Dolly Song (Leva's Polka)&lt;br /&gt;06:37 pm Jean Claude Ades Some Day&lt;br /&gt;06:34 pm Sharam PATT (Party All the Time) (UK Radio Edit)&lt;br /&gt;06:26 pm MadonnaSorry (Pet Shop Boys Maxi Mix)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5931569579947840453-5744072230525958441?l=thericoveryroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thericoveryroom.blogspot.com/feeds/5744072230525958441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5931569579947840453&amp;postID=5744072230525958441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5931569579947840453/posts/default/5744072230525958441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5931569579947840453/posts/default/5744072230525958441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thericoveryroom.blogspot.com/2006/11/house-music-playlist-2.html' title='House Music Playlist 2'/><author><name>Rico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07587678063796115367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5931569579947840453.post-8505555590696679957</id><published>2006-11-19T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T21:46:18.043+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Random mumblings - October 6, 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Originally posted November 13, 2006&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;October 6, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:47 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While listening to Atomic Kitten’s cover of Eternal Flame, I felt a huge surge of unexplainable emotions. I feel low, well maybe because I feel a little bit under the weather. But generally, I just feel tired. Actually I am tired of a lot of things – work and family figures prominently. But what bothers me most is how disagreeable I can become as a person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find myself driving people away most of the time. There’s a certain frustration that fuels this unconscious act to shoo people away from me. Am I just generally mad at the world or am I just lonely?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we crave for companionship? Why do we seek friendship? Why do we need validation in our lives? Am I overlooking the fact that there are actual people that can provide me these – my family and my closest friends??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5931569579947840453-8505555590696679957?l=thericoveryroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thericoveryroom.blogspot.com/feeds/8505555590696679957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5931569579947840453&amp;postID=8505555590696679957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5931569579947840453/posts/default/8505555590696679957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5931569579947840453/posts/default/8505555590696679957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thericoveryroom.blogspot.com/2006/11/random-mumblings-october-6-2006.html' title='Random mumblings - October 6, 2006'/><author><name>Rico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07587678063796115367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5931569579947840453.post-249987208549670605</id><published>2006-11-19T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T21:45:43.370+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>House music playlist of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Originally posted November 9, 2006&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank God for Internet Radio! Or should i thank the guys who created internet radio?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music is vital in the creative process. It inspires you. It distracts you. It keeps you awake. It energizes you. I cant think straight whenever i dont have my music. House is my choice. It keeps me happy, and happiness is important in the creative process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is a playlist from my favorite internet radio station. Maybe i can pick some tracks up for my year end compilation...if you dig house, these songs are worth listening to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05:43 pm Kristine W. Megamix&lt;br /&gt;05:39 pm Whitney Houston Love That Man (Peter Rauhofer&lt;br /&gt;05:32 pm Chelo Cha Cha (Dave Aude Cha Mixshow Edit)&lt;br /&gt;05:27 pm Kelly Clarkson Because of You&lt;br /&gt;05:24 pm Conways A Walk In The Park&lt;br /&gt;05:18 pm Teamsters Feels Like Love (Full Length Vocal)&lt;br /&gt;05:14 pm Wendy Phillips Stay (Airscape Remix)&lt;br /&gt;05:11 pm Booka Hade 'Mandarine Girl'&lt;br /&gt;05:07 pm Africanism Allstars Summer Moon&lt;br /&gt;05:03 pm Aurora Real Life&lt;br /&gt;04:56 pm Goldfrapp Ooh La La (Benny Benassi Remix)&lt;br /&gt;04:52 pm Jinnel When I'm With You (Anthony Aci&lt;br /&gt;04:48 pm Soul Avengerz Feat. Javine Don't Let The Morning Come&lt;br /&gt;04:45 pm Jessica Simpson A Public Affair&lt;br /&gt;04:39 pm Nicki French Total Eclipse of the Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5931569579947840453-249987208549670605?l=thericoveryroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thericoveryroom.blogspot.com/feeds/249987208549670605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5931569579947840453&amp;postID=249987208549670605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5931569579947840453/posts/default/249987208549670605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5931569579947840453/posts/default/249987208549670605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thericoveryroom.blogspot.com/2006/11/house-music-playlist-of-day.html' title='House music playlist of the day'/><author><name>Rico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07587678063796115367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5931569579947840453.post-4758868903043639598</id><published>2006-11-19T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T21:29:03.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Originally posted November 9, 2006&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So, what does a 26 year old single male who works as a copywriter and business development head do to get rid of all the craziness arround him? Create a blog, in fact, something better than a blog - a Live Space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the start of a new era. I am claiming my space in the world wide web. And hopefully, my this will resonate as a shining beacon to those who has lost faith...okay now im talking crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, this endeavor hopes to seal my status as a chronicler of life, its meaning and the lessons that we all should learn. Im hoping that you, the privileged friend who is reading my space now, would learn who i really am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5931569579947840453-4758868903043639598?l=thericoveryroom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thericoveryroom.blogspot.com/feeds/4758868903043639598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5931569579947840453&amp;postID=4758868903043639598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5931569579947840453/posts/default/4758868903043639598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5931569579947840453/posts/default/4758868903043639598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thericoveryroom.blogspot.com/2006/11/new-beginning.html' title='A New Beginning'/><author><name>Rico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07587678063796115367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
