I thought I was working out more but drinking three or four times what I used to sorta cancelled that out and I've put on about six pounds.
But to the point, I got so bored I started rummaging through my boxes of Japan crap and found an old, semi-functioning Buffalo 500 gig HD that I bought at the Osaka Yodobashi Camera back in 2007. As I suspected, it is still loaded with all sorts of retro fetish porn and random crap from back in my file-sharing days. And whenever my other half is out of the house for a few hours, I've been quietly transferring files to a new (secret) 3TB drive at my work station and throwing in a quick wank if time allows and I'm bored/inspired enough.
It's interesting, beating off with a porn clip you haven't seen in almost 14 years. It's almost like having a fling with an ex from many years ago. At least, that's what I tell myself, after I've cleaned up the mess and evidence, to avoid feeling completely pathetic. If that doesn't work, I look up my ex from that time period on Facebook, bask in the glory of her wrinkles and sags and shitty life and feel instantly better.