Day Two.....

Day two and no call. Granted this is helped in part with the fact I have been at work for 16 hours....but this is actually good! Cause I can't call while I am working!

Unfortunatley still not tired...which sucks. And he didn't call me to talk, which sucks. Not that I want to talk to him, but I would like him to want to talk to me.....

C'est la vie. Two days....the longest I have gone, it feels like fucking forever though.

Pics of Alice will go up soon! I promise to take pics before I go out tomorrow night, just can't promise they will be up in time.

My girls are so good to me. They feel I need lots of liquid refreshment tomorrow......thus they are ensuring I go out and get to a nice tipsy buzz, or more

Er did write me today, to tell me that the girl is not even speaking to him now, and he is feels used and pissed. I suppose I shouldn't have written back at all. But I did and just said I was sorry to hear it, and that I was sending good vibes his way....Hey I want good karma!

So, that past Tuesday when I went to dinner with Phil, I didnt get to write cause I also found out about the hookup that night, which sent me reeling into this massive emotional stuff.

But dinner was awesome. Phil is seeing someone, but at one point he grabbed my arm (fine it was because I was about to step out in front of a car) but I sparked. I doubt he did, cause I actually broke his heart.......

Before Phil was Adam. Adam has a lot of stories and would be so long to write the whole thing here..... I will start with how the relationship started, or fuck it I will just write about the whole damn thing. Okay, met Adam through a friend, he went to law school, and we started sleeping together. Not seeing eachother but sleeping together on the DL. CAuse the friend who introduced us was my roommate at the time.

So, we are sleeping together, quite a bit and go out on a few dates. One night I am out at the bar with friends when he comes in. My friend who doesn't know anything is going on starts gushing over him and asks me if I would mind if she flirted with him. I say no, thinking no way would this guy fuck things up with me. They end up kissing and I get pissed. So I leave.

I go home, he is staying at our house, I wait hour after hour for him to come back. Finally he comes home and tells the roommate that he went down on her and they tried to have sex, but then she freaked out cause she was drunk. I am devastated. I cry, I yell, I do whatever. I still stand by him when she starts to say it is rape....which I can honestly say it wasn't. I know that she actually really liked him and afterwards sent him all these cards and stuff, but he knew he would lose me so was not interested.

Fast forward a few months, I get into his email.....that's all I'll say, thinking maybe, just maybe he is dating other girls...instead I find ton's of photo's of hard cocks and emails saying I can't wait to see you go down on me again. And these are from today! I confront him, tell him he is cheating on me he denies it all....I take him back (you can see I am a very smart girl).

Fast forward again, I find a used condom in his apt when visiting, I ask why is it here....he says he was masturbating and didn't want to make a mess. Now I am not that stupid!!! So, again, I find a way into the email....he was with a guy again....that was that.

But between these two scenarios we were broken up....but he was trying to get me back.. I still loved him....but a friend hooked me up with Phil. I like PHil a lot, he was huge! Sweet, brought me flowers, was a real gentleman!

But, he got too "excited" in bed. And there were no repeats. I felt that this was a major issue for us, and I still loved adam, so when push came to shove I left Phil.

I am lucky Phil still talks to me....he is a sweet guy.

I think it is because I played the virgin catholic school girl game with him.....