darcsaint

Y'know, there's an irony in that last journal entry that I wouldn't have thought likely when I made it.

Tonight, I got laid. I got laid with a woman that I'd just talked to for less than an hour beforehand, and hadn't met in person (yes, I used a rubber. Duh.)

This is highly unusual for me for several reasons, not the least of which being I've never had sex with a woman that I'd just met in the flesh. The other thing is, I've never had sex with a woman that I wasn't in a relationship with. This has caused...mixed signals in my mind. On top of all this, while she was very attractive on a mental level, she wasn't as much on the physical. Result: mental stasis while I work this out. I'll probably see this girl again (I do enjoy her company), but I need to do some thinking first.

Mood:

"...there was a tale he had read once: the story of a traveler who has slipped down a cliff, with man-eating tigers above him and a lethal fall below, who managed to stop his fall halfway down the side of the cliff, holding on for dear life. There was a clump of wild strawberries beside him, and certain death above and below. 'What should he do', went the question.
And the reply was, 'eat the strawberries.'"