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2002-03-12 - 11:40 p.m. it's like i told you, only the lonely can play... hello little friend, semi watching queer as folk. it's like a guilty pleasure. maybe i'm just totally out of it, but, is this anyone's life? not any homo's that i know. but, i guess as entertainment goes...i think tomorrow that i am going to have drinks w/ matt. he asked me, and i told him i wasn't sure. just to be mysterious j/k. no, i want to go, but, the sex thing is soon coming into play. i want it, no question, but, i know i care about him because i'm so nervous. you know when you fuck someone, and you know you're gonna fuck them right from the get go? you don't care because you want sex, and they want sex, and love, emotion, commitment, none of that is in the picture. i'm not gonna get into the "am i a slut" thing, because i've been w/ guys just to get off, and alot of other people have too. gay, straight, whatever. but, you know how when you think something might come of it, you are nervous about the sex. he sorta hinted at me spending the night, and we all know what that means. i've wanted to rip his boxers off w/ my teeth basically since the nanosecond i met him, but, now that it's on the horizon, i'm as nervous as a whore in church. it's a good nervous, but, nervous all the same. i just hope that he doesn't have like lit candles, and shit in his bedroom, coz, that might be a deal breaker. that's just corny. that's what a chick would want, and believe it or not, mo's and chicks aren't the same thing. oh well, one man's harlequin romance is another man's cheesy poof. whatev, get the butter. |
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