How many blog posts will I write but never post? Apparently 14. I have written 14 posts that never were posted. They were filled with boring shit for the most part. Definitely nothing really worth posting. But I'll try to catch up since the last time I wrote (and posted).
I went out on a few dates. One of the guys I really wanted to like...he was cute, nice, and totally loaded. I'm talking a ridiculous amount of money...enough that he doesn't have to work but chooses to because he simply doesn't want to sit at home all day and do nothing. I realize that wanting to like him because he's loaded isn't really the "right" thing to do but I'm going to be honest and say that my attraction to him grew after I found out about the money situation. That being said, we had sort of a group hang out date thing that was a total crash and burn kind of thing. Alright, I'm totally exaggerating...it definitely didn't crash and burn. I didn't do something stupid and embarassing and he wasn't some woman beating asshole or anything but there was quite obviously not ever going to be a spark between us. So friends it is. Man, it woulda been nice to be spoiled rotten though. I can picture it now...me rolling in mounds of diamonds while my personal chef cooks me up something fabulous and I take sips from my beer fountain. A girl can dream, right?
On to boy numero deux...I use the term boy for a reason. He's a year younger than me which really wouldn't bother me...but he's incredibly immature. Here's the issue...I can handle immaturity but his lifestyle and past lifestyle isn't exactly something I can deal with. He didn't have a stable home growing up - blah blah blah - drugs - blah blah blah - foster homes - blah blah blah but he's good as far as drugs go now. He definitely makes up for his anti-drugs with mass amounts of drinking. I'm cool with drinking. I am not cool with obnoxious, drunken shenanigans. Drunken shenanigans - good...obnoxious, rowdy, and sometimes offensive drunken shenanigans - bad. That bad kinda shenanigans is what goes on when he gets good and drunk. Not my thing. This being said, it's not like I dislike him. I have a ton of fun with him when we soberly go out and do things. Like he tried to teach me how to skateboard the one day and it was rad...I could see myself being good friends with him (for when I needed some random cheer me up time or something) but definitely not girlfriend/boyfriend. Ok so what, right? Welllllll...before we even really hung out there was a lot of sexual discussion which kind of led me to believe he was more interested in a FWB sort of thing (which is what I've been looking for all along!) so when we did hang out...I was immediately cool with taking my pants off (after a few drinks, at least.) The sex was pretty amazing. He definitely knows how to work me. He's also fabulous to sleep with. I think finding a good sleeping parnter is hard. There's the guys like my ex who kick and snore. DB who would like scream in his sleep. Hands who smothered the hell outta me. And then there's Boy 2 who mixes a small but nice amount of snuggling time with rolling over and sleeping time. I woke up the next day thinking that perhaps I had finally found a FWB. My hopes had gotten even higher after he had text me a few dirty msgs the next day. We then met up and fucked for hours. Weird though...that guy doesn't like blowjobs. Not at all...and he's not super fond of handjobs either. I'm like "are you just saying that so we can just get down to the fucking?" His response was that he really just didn't find it that enjoyable and that it has nothing to do with hurrying up and getting to the sex. Which he proved to me by spending a good 45 minutes simply pleasuring me. So I thought, as a FWB thing - I could definitely handle this and not let it weird me out too much. And so I left shortly after that, feeling pretty fabulous and excited that I may have finally found what I was lookin' for. I'm a moron though. Apparently he's looking to settle down and meet a nice girl that will be fully commited to him. I tried to explain to him that I wasn't going to be that person but that I'm still down for a good FWB type of relationship. He agreed...SWEET! Except that I'm not sure he realizes that this means no commitment has been made. He got all defensive when I told him I was staying the night in the city with one of my friends and texts me about 10 or 15 times a day...he calls me just to say "hi". So I think I'm gonna have to cut him loose. I just don't think it's gonna work...fuck. I really want to be selfish and just not care that I could be hurting his feelings but I've sort of been in his position before and I'd hate to see someone feet the way I felt.
And on a completely non-male front...I'm meeting with with a realtor tomorrow to discuss my options as far as buying a condo goes. It's exciting and terrifying all at the same time. I'm kind of nervous about the whole thing but I think it'll be good for me. I mean instead of throwing all my money away in rent, I figure at least this way it's an investment. Sure, I'll definitely have to cut some things out and tighten the purse strings a bit but I think it's fully do-able. I'm not in any rush so I'm going to be picky about what I want and not settle on something just for the sake of buying something.
So that's that...my last few weeks in a nutshell
SOME "SOUNDS" . . .
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