Saturday, May 30, 2009
The wrong one always texts
So why is it when I want Mr. right now to text Mr. last month texts? It feels like a punch in the balls when I get the little vibrate sensation on my back pockets and I know fir sure it's Mr. right now texting to say hello or good morning and it turns out to be Mr. nice guy from last month that you just can't shake off. Sure it's nice that someone is thinking about you but for fucks sake why can't it be Mr. right now!
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Moving to the big apple time to start writing again
I'm moving to New York City June 15th. I've decided to return to writing and get back to this blog. With that said.
So I met a guy on a cruise back in February...we had a one night fling (no sex at that time). So now I'm in New York looking for a place to live and a job. He lives in Long Island so naturally we decided to meet up a couple days ago.
We had a great time. He's really funny and sweet. He's kind of tough but in a good way. He's tall, thick, has tattoos, plays base, he's a chef and a bartender. He's pretty much everything I've always dated. I thought we hit it off really well and I'd like to have a second date but the sex was a mess. He's kind of on the small size and didn't really seem to know what he was doing down stairs but I'm going to chalk it up to the first time nerves and being kind of drunk
Okay well I hope to see him again in a few days. I'll be back with updates...
Oh and on a side but funny embarrassing note...I was super shit housed the other day and meant to text Brandon (the Long Island boy) a dirty text but sent it to my mother..."I want to put your man parts in my mouth"...yes I sent that to my fucking mother...good times.
So I met a guy on a cruise back in February...we had a one night fling (no sex at that time). So now I'm in New York looking for a place to live and a job. He lives in Long Island so naturally we decided to meet up a couple days ago.
We had a great time. He's really funny and sweet. He's kind of tough but in a good way. He's tall, thick, has tattoos, plays base, he's a chef and a bartender. He's pretty much everything I've always dated. I thought we hit it off really well and I'd like to have a second date but the sex was a mess. He's kind of on the small size and didn't really seem to know what he was doing down stairs but I'm going to chalk it up to the first time nerves and being kind of drunk
Okay well I hope to see him again in a few days. I'll be back with updates...
Oh and on a side but funny embarrassing note...I was super shit housed the other day and meant to text Brandon (the Long Island boy) a dirty text but sent it to my mother..."I want to put your man parts in my mouth"...yes I sent that to my fucking mother...good times.
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