I'm still trying to figure out how my body temp works. I got warmer on T and was dreading summer, but we had an unusually cool summer this year. So I didn't have a chance to find out how uncomfortable I really am in hot weather.
I have an increased tolerance for mid-range cool weather, but I'm not sure about actual cold weather. We just had a cold snap (or what passes for one in SoCal, for those of you who are snickering behind your hand), and I was very uncomfortable. I started using the heater earlier in the season than usual, and I thought I would be able to start using it even later.
My feet have always been a problem. An old boyfriend used to call me "Popsicle Toes." I was hoping that I would have less of a problem with cold feet--I can't sleep if my feet aren't warm--but my feet still seem to get cold. However, I think they usually take less time to warm up than they used to.
My visuals have changed a little, and it could be T-related, or it could just be that I have my own place now and want everything just so. I don't like clutter nowadays. I don't like the way it
looks--you know, uh,
cluttered. Visually displeasing. And I've been much more into decorating and experimenting with color, but (again) that could be because I have my own place and am coming out of my shell and want to make my home look nice.
I'm definitely more interested in porn than I used to be. I used to like pretty pictures--stills--but they didn't get me horny. Now they do. Even when I'm watching a movie that I have seen a dozen times before (I usually pop in a DVD when I'm paying bills or going through my mail), I suddenly notice something that I never connected with before, say, that Bigname Actor has his shirt off for five point two seconds and ohmygosh he looks GOOD, gimme gimme.
Oh, yeah. I'm middle-aged, on the dangerous side of stocky, and dickless to boot. As if Bigname Actor would even give me a second glance. But a boy can dream.