it's april and it's snowing outside. i think it's pretty safe to say that i'll be hiding inside for the rest of the day.
i was all nice and snug in my bed totally in la-la land, and the next thing i know the door to my room flys open and two guys in huge coats and boots walk in. i nearly had a heart attack. it was only the apartment maintance people here to fix a broken door. i apparently didn't hear them ringing the doorbell since i was in a deep sleep. lucky thing i don't sleep in the buff. definitely add "apartment super access to your home" on the cons list of apartment living. there's something really creepy about knowing that these people can just walk into your home anytime they want.
my mom leaves me a message this morning saying to call her back and it's an emergancy... of course i can't reach her, my dad or my brother. driving me nuts. i'm not really freaking out though, since my mom has the tendency to over dramatize things and to her an emergancy might be the fact that i haven't called her in a week. still, i hate not knowing.
last night Brian and I were discussing whether or not we have "too much" sex. on average, we usually screw at least 4 times when we see each other. however, 4 times is the minimum. i mean, it's not like we don't talk or anything, because we do. we just seem to squeeze in a lot of sex in between conversations. it may seem like we're overdoing it a bit, but i think it just about evens out since we only get to see each other around twice a week lately. which is good, because it does make me quite sore... those recovery days in between are much needed.
why is it that when you're trying to be monogomous with someone, it seems like all these opportunities arise. my first post-breakup crush (who after two weeks gave me the "let's be friends" speech) has decided that he adores me and wishes it could have worked between us. the super hot guy with the killer smile who works (get this!) in the salon down the road from my job admitts to wanting to get to know me better (how great would it be to hook up with a guy that is capable of cutting your hair!). the irresistible brooding musician i've always secretly lusted after has developed a crush on me. and the hunky friend of a friend says if i gave him the chance, he would sweep me off my feet. it's like, being taken makes you that much more desirable. i guess guys like the challenge. still, it's kinda of a crappy ego boast, because you gotta wonder, if i was single, would they still want me so bad. probably not!
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i was all nice and snug in my bed totally in la-la land, and the next thing i know the door to my room flys open and two guys in huge coats and boots walk in. i nearly had a heart attack. it was only the apartment maintance people here to fix a broken door. i apparently didn't hear them ringing the doorbell since i was in a deep sleep. lucky thing i don't sleep in the buff. definitely add "apartment super access to your home" on the cons list of apartment living. there's something really creepy about knowing that these people can just walk into your home anytime they want.
my mom leaves me a message this morning saying to call her back and it's an emergancy... of course i can't reach her, my dad or my brother. driving me nuts. i'm not really freaking out though, since my mom has the tendency to over dramatize things and to her an emergancy might be the fact that i haven't called her in a week. still, i hate not knowing.
last night Brian and I were discussing whether or not we have "too much" sex. on average, we usually screw at least 4 times when we see each other. however, 4 times is the minimum. i mean, it's not like we don't talk or anything, because we do. we just seem to squeeze in a lot of sex in between conversations. it may seem like we're overdoing it a bit, but i think it just about evens out since we only get to see each other around twice a week lately. which is good, because it does make me quite sore... those recovery days in between are much needed.
why is it that when you're trying to be monogomous with someone, it seems like all these opportunities arise. my first post-breakup crush (who after two weeks gave me the "let's be friends" speech) has decided that he adores me and wishes it could have worked between us. the super hot guy with the killer smile who works (get this!) in the salon down the road from my job admitts to wanting to get to know me better (how great would it be to hook up with a guy that is capable of cutting your hair!). the irresistible brooding musician i've always secretly lusted after has developed a crush on me. and the hunky friend of a friend says if i gave him the chance, he would sweep me off my feet. it's like, being taken makes you that much more desirable. i guess guys like the challenge. still, it's kinda of a crappy ego boast, because you gotta wonder, if i was single, would they still want me so bad. probably not!
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I understand the sex thing too... Sarah and myself are in a long distance relationship currently, so when we are together its like bunnies in the spring time.
that would freak me out... the guys who were in your apartment. eeeek! but i've never been the same since some guy broke into one of my old apts while we were home and pulled a gun on us.