raisinettes: walk-through completed with only minor additional creepiness. Indy has ten minutes left so I came back to post that I was not taken away by ghosties. Just in case anyone was worried.

Huh. That was....rather unexpected.

So, last night, hot dancing.

Today, solstice parade and festival with people. GILF being slightly more friendly than usual. But only a little bit.

Technically I would say we spent our first time ever alone together. Granted, that was "a few blocks of walking to and from the bus together", but when we've known each other for 8 months, I find that a little weird.

Later, she decides she's going to join me and R and R's sister on our evening adventures (karaoke), even though she doesn't intend to sing. Um, OK? (She and R used to date, though they are still friends now). I was kinda hitting on R's sister last night, a little. Tonight I started to, but then she was flirting with someone else. Karaoke was fun, and we ended up staying there for hours and hours.

And the devil got inside me. And I say to GILF, "So, T told you not to pull her hair, and you kinda pulled mine last night while we were dancing, and I wanted to let you know that was fine, I'm OK with that"

And GILF gets a light in her eyes, and is like "Uh huh. So what other things would you be OK with me doing to you?"

[insert some rather graphic and incredibly hot discussion of things we would enjoy doing to each other. some of which was things she said to me, but a few things were things I said to her that she was like "Oh! Yeahhhhhh...."]

...and the evening ended with her basically promising to sleep with me, and only not doing so tonight because she was already drunk.

However, I am still not holding my breath, given how things have turned out in the past.

But she pulled my hair several times. And it was really hot. Damnit. Stupid not going home with me tonight.

Er.

Meara, I swear to God, if you do not get some hot monkey lovin' from this bloody woman at some point in the near future, I'm going to get my ass on a 'plane, fly across the bloody globe and smack her over the head repeatedly with a large parasol. There needs to be sex already, damn it!

What Fay said!

d - did you go? Signed, no idea they had a dj

OK, what does it mean when the headline: "No more 'thought showers', officials told" makes my mind say first, "Is that like golden showers?"

[link]

Well, for one thing I think it means I spend too much time with the people here . . .

Ooooo...meara. That sounds totally hot.

I'm getting ready to go pick CBD up from the airport. I think I'm more nervous than I've been the whole time we've been dating. This is ridiculous.

Someone as hot as meara should NOT have to work this hard for teh sex. WTF, Universe?

Tep, I hope your tummy behaves for a few days so you can enjoy your vacation.

I think I'm more nervous than I've been the whole time we've been dating.

vw, that sounds about right. You two have talked about some things while he's been gone and opened up more. Now, go give your boyfriend a wonderful homecoming.

MY bf was falling asleep on the couch last night at 10pm so I sent him to bed. It's now 8:30am and he's STILL in bed. (I went to bed at almost 1am and was up by 7:30.)

Sox, I did and drank too much. Oops.

d onoh! Advil & tums in 2nd floor closet. Ginger ale under the bar sink. Love, mom

Hiccup