Wednesday, August 16, 2006
As I sit here and eat my avacado/sprouts/tomatoes/cucumbers/swiss cheese on whole wheat ... I am thinking..........da hell am I eating this nutritious shit for?! LOL Actually I eat good at lunch...it's these damn dinner dates that fuck me up.
I just got to work at 12 and I was gonna leave at 2 but I have nothing to do but spend money or go home and lay in bed as I listen to the rain drop on the leaves outside my window....
Which in itself is romantic but even more so if I could go back to this morning and wake up to who I slept with last night....
I called in late to work because....well....because I could. We laid in bed and joked and played around.....I had all my windows open...so we could here the rain and let the cool breeze in to my.....steamy apartment. Our playing lead to other things ...things I write about but haven't done in a while.
We made some childish pact, that we wouldn't see eachother for a week and a half... I doubt that will hold. After all, we have spent 6 of the past 10 nights together. Just sleeping and cuddling....I was surprised he let me take the lead on who would make the first move.
We showed eachother our "negative" papers last night. I felt relieved to know that he had his papers. We sort of looked over them and made the necessary check off...then handed them back to eachother and sorta giggled.
"I like you Bloopty"
"I like you too Jersey"
The night was made for lovers. We took a walk and held hands... I told him how I was really feeling unsure about what we were doing. He invited me to go to Vegas with him...I sorta stumbled... I'd like to go but...I am not where he is...but I am somewhere in the vicinity...
His lips fit mine. No. Again. His lips fit mine. I've never been one for kissing but the older I get...the more I feel intimate and connect from a slow long drawn out kiss. The kind of kiss that leaves my lips moist and swollen. He's not quite where I need him to be for me to let loose. Yet, at the rate he's going by doing thooooose things that he does...... *whew* He'll be there.
...and then where will I be? Aw, this feels good for the moment... I hate to think of where this goes and when it ends...but to be fair, he's into this more than I am into this. Sucks.
We don't have any type of commitment. I don't want one. He knows I am dating. He knows I have friends... Whether that bothers him.... I am sure I will find out. He ask me questions and I freely give him the answers...I have nothing to hide.
I am heading home.
I just got to work at 12 and I was gonna leave at 2 but I have nothing to do but spend money or go home and lay in bed as I listen to the rain drop on the leaves outside my window....
Which in itself is romantic but even more so if I could go back to this morning and wake up to who I slept with last night....
I called in late to work because....well....because I could. We laid in bed and joked and played around.....I had all my windows open...so we could here the rain and let the cool breeze in to my.....steamy apartment. Our playing lead to other things ...things I write about but haven't done in a while.
We made some childish pact, that we wouldn't see eachother for a week and a half... I doubt that will hold. After all, we have spent 6 of the past 10 nights together. Just sleeping and cuddling....I was surprised he let me take the lead on who would make the first move.
We showed eachother our "negative" papers last night. I felt relieved to know that he had his papers. We sort of looked over them and made the necessary check off...then handed them back to eachother and sorta giggled.
"I like you Bloopty"
"I like you too Jersey"
The night was made for lovers. We took a walk and held hands... I told him how I was really feeling unsure about what we were doing. He invited me to go to Vegas with him...I sorta stumbled... I'd like to go but...I am not where he is...but I am somewhere in the vicinity...
His lips fit mine. No. Again. His lips fit mine. I've never been one for kissing but the older I get...the more I feel intimate and connect from a slow long drawn out kiss. The kind of kiss that leaves my lips moist and swollen. He's not quite where I need him to be for me to let loose. Yet, at the rate he's going by doing thooooose things that he does...... *whew* He'll be there.
...and then where will I be? Aw, this feels good for the moment... I hate to think of where this goes and when it ends...but to be fair, he's into this more than I am into this. Sucks.
We don't have any type of commitment. I don't want one. He knows I am dating. He knows I have friends... Whether that bothers him.... I am sure I will find out. He ask me questions and I freely give him the answers...I have nothing to hide.
I am heading home.
# posted by Blah Blah Blah : 3:57 PM
