i really sometimes amaze myself at just how long i will put something off, even though i know its easier to do it now.
pretty profound observation, right? no one else ever experienced that before?
i went out to a bar the other night with this girl that i hadnt seen in a couple of years. we went to high school together. we had a rather random romp one night during those years. when i got to the bar, she was chatting with various patrons while her new boyfriend sat sullenly on one of the bar stools with arms crossed, scowling. i didnt even know who he was at first, and went immediately to greet her. we caught up and she told me about how she moved to CA recently to be with her previous boyfriend, who had to talked her into it anyway. no sooner did she move all of her shit out there and get a job than he dumped her and told her she couldnt stay with him. even one night. so she moved back home. i told her about the interesting happenings back here with all of our compadres in common.
then she started telling me that that one sex time was 'fun' and asking whether or not i enjoyed it. i certainly wont go into the awkward details of that 10th grade night here, but i humored her and said it was a grand time. capital. she seemed pleased. i didnt think much of it at the time, but she kept bringing it up, a little louder each time. it occurred to me that she wanted her boyfriend (sitting on the other side of me) to hear. messy, right? so she starts covering her mouth and whispering in my ear and giggling a lot, even if what she was saying had no significance whatever.
boyfriend started to notice and get pissy, but i suppose that was the point. by the end of the night, i felt that i had somehow helped a relationship, be it only for 20 more minutes, by being the competitor. then the next day she called me back to apologize and see when we might have a 'meeting' again (the same word she used to describe our highschool run-in). i sputtered something about being pretty busy during the week but being available on the weekends, and something nonsensical about final exams. i have turned into quite the favorite rebound for many of these girls-gone-single lately.
flattering. and disturbing.
especially since im told that society holds under whatever conventions that there are certain people with whom it is 'unacceptable' for me to get my coitus on.
oh jesus she just this second called me again. hahahaha what the hell is going on? i didnt start exfoliating or getting more sleep or anything...
pretty profound observation, right? no one else ever experienced that before?
i went out to a bar the other night with this girl that i hadnt seen in a couple of years. we went to high school together. we had a rather random romp one night during those years. when i got to the bar, she was chatting with various patrons while her new boyfriend sat sullenly on one of the bar stools with arms crossed, scowling. i didnt even know who he was at first, and went immediately to greet her. we caught up and she told me about how she moved to CA recently to be with her previous boyfriend, who had to talked her into it anyway. no sooner did she move all of her shit out there and get a job than he dumped her and told her she couldnt stay with him. even one night. so she moved back home. i told her about the interesting happenings back here with all of our compadres in common.
then she started telling me that that one sex time was 'fun' and asking whether or not i enjoyed it. i certainly wont go into the awkward details of that 10th grade night here, but i humored her and said it was a grand time. capital. she seemed pleased. i didnt think much of it at the time, but she kept bringing it up, a little louder each time. it occurred to me that she wanted her boyfriend (sitting on the other side of me) to hear. messy, right? so she starts covering her mouth and whispering in my ear and giggling a lot, even if what she was saying had no significance whatever.
boyfriend started to notice and get pissy, but i suppose that was the point. by the end of the night, i felt that i had somehow helped a relationship, be it only for 20 more minutes, by being the competitor. then the next day she called me back to apologize and see when we might have a 'meeting' again (the same word she used to describe our highschool run-in). i sputtered something about being pretty busy during the week but being available on the weekends, and something nonsensical about final exams. i have turned into quite the favorite rebound for many of these girls-gone-single lately.
flattering. and disturbing.
especially since im told that society holds under whatever conventions that there are certain people with whom it is 'unacceptable' for me to get my coitus on.
oh jesus she just this second called me again. hahahaha what the hell is going on? i didnt start exfoliating or getting more sleep or anything...