Taking it slow...

I'll just lay it out right now before I start with my update... The New Guy is the best kisser EVER. There we go. On to the update.

Wednesday night, The New Guy came over to my place and we chatted for a while. We listened to some of the music he and his band have been working on in the studio for the past couple of weeks and then put in a movie. Even though I was trying to sit on the couch first so he could be the one to pick seating arrangements, he managed to always be the first one sitting on the couch! I just sat in my usual spot and then asked if he was comfortable. Being 6'4", he said that tall people always look a bit uncomfortable when they sit. I offered him my spot since it's on the chaise part of my couch but he said he was fine. He said that he didn't bite and I could sit closer to him if I wanted. He finally took me up on my offer of sitting in my more comfortable spot and we sat next to each other on the couch and watched the movie, him with his arm around me.

Something very unusual happened about halfway through the movie though... My cat is a very social cat, but by social, I mean she'll say hi to people, but doesn't let anyone but me pick her up and hold her and will certainly not lay on anyone else's lap but mine. Halfway through the movie, my cat jumped up onto the couch, walked into my lap and continued walking into The New Guy's lap. He petted her for a minute and then she lied down in his lap and full on passed out. Ri-dic-ulous. She has NEVER done this to anyone but me. I was in total shock and told him that. Even when I got up once to get water, she didn't even look up, just kept on sleeping. Once the movie ended, New Guy picked my cat up and put her on his chest. I was like, "She's not going to stay there, she'll jump off in a second." Oh no. Not only did she stay there, but she just put one paw on his chest, one paw curled under her, looked up at him and started purring. I was like, "Are you kidding me?!"

After a few minutes of small talk about movies, I moved the cat away and The New Guy and I made slightly nervous small talk. The New Guy then went in for the kiss. After kissing for a minute, I told him how relieved I was that he was such a good kisser. He busts out with, "I didn't know I was being graded on a rubric!" Awhh, how nerdy of him!! I told him how when you wait for something, you start wondering about what it is going to be like. We kissed some more and then he asked how he was doing. I told him he was acing the test. Let's just say that The New Guy really likes Single Girl. He kept saying how he was sorry for putting his hands all over me, but he loves how I feel. I told him there is no reason to apologize, but that there would still be no sex unless I'm in a relationship. There was a mention about sex a little later, and I said something about maybe we'll find out someday, he responded, "Hopefully!"

After making out for a while, we talked again about how it's good that we're taking things slow. He said, "I really like you a lot, so I'm glad we're taking things slow. There's also another reason I want to take things slow." I was like, "Yeah, what's that?" Then he told me that about 4 months ago, he got out of a serious relationship. He said that he doesn't want to jump quickly into something super-serious, so it's good that we're taking things slow, but he really likes me. So, I was shocked, but I still asked what happened, just so I would know. He said that it ended amicably, but that they both knew it wasn't going to work out and that it wasn't meant to be. I told him that I got out of a serious relationship in January, but I'm already moved on, so there's nothing to worry about there. The New Guy and I continued making out for a while and then around 1am, it was time to call it a night.

I've already talked to The Professional about all of this and she reassured me that it's a really good sign that he's told me this, that it definitely means that he really likes me and I'm definitely not a rebound. If I were a rebound, he wouldn't be taking things slow. If he didn't like me, he wouldn't be bothering to share these things with me.

Talked to New Guy on Friday and we made tentative plans to hang out on Saturday, depending on how far along he was with the work he had to get done. He was going out with some friends on Friday night to celebrate the anniversary of a friend's passing.

Friday night, I went out to dinner with my friend Bra Girl and then I went out to a bar with MJ and a couple of her friends. I drank for the first time since July (I've been on medication for my migraines that can effect alcohol), but not too much. Around 1:45am, MJ, one of her friends and I were about to go on stage to sing karaoke when The New Guy called. I couldn't really hear him very well, but I told him what bar I was at and that I was actually drinking and about to sing karaoke and I would call him back after the song. We sang and it was hilarious. I was being a bit of a diva and getting annoyed because the other two girls weren't singing on time, but it was hilarious. I called New Guy back after the song and he said he was downstairs, so MJ, her friend and I went downstairs to meet him.

The New Guy told me he didn't want to take me away from my friends or break up the party, that he was just around the corner and wanted to stop by and say hi. I told him not to worry, he wasn't interrupting anything. MJ and her friend were wasted anyways and MJ was too busy flirting with the bartender to care! The New Guy was having trouble getting a drink at the bar, so just like when we first met, I stepped in and helped him get a drink. While waiting, he snuck in and kissed me, very cute. Sigh. At one point, MJ turns around and says, "So (New Guy), get this!" New Guy pretends like that's not his name and says, "Is (SingleGirl) dating some guy named (New Guy)?" Here's where my brain thinks like a 13 year old girl and starts squealing and saying, "OMG! He said we're dating!!" Calm down Single Girl.

After hanging out there for a bit, I offered to walk him to his car. MJ and her friend were going to take a cab home, she lives on the other side of town from me. So we walked to his car and then he was going to give me a ride to my car. (I was fine to drive, I had only had half a shot and a beer all night.) I asked him if he had been trying to get a booty call and he said he wasn't, he had wanted to stop by and say hi and chat. We got to my car and made out for a few minutes. He said how he could do this forever with me. Finally I said that it was getting late and time to go, so we said goodnight and he said he'd call me the next day.

While walking across the grass to my car, I spotted MJ and her friend. MJ asked if I could give her a ride home because she felt bad making the guys that were giving them a ride home stop off at so many places. I said I would, so I took her home and then I went home and went to bed.

The New Guy called yesterday and we changed our plans to hang out tonight for a little bit instead of last night so he could keep working. He said he feels bad because he doesn't want me to take it personally, it's just that we met right in the middle of when he is trying to get the album finished and in two weeks when it's done, he won't be so crazy with working on it. I told him not to worry, I was exhausted from not sleeping much and I wanted to get to bed early anyways. We ended up talking for a while about some hilarious stuff.

Saw a movie by myself today, "21," really good. The New Guy called while I was in it, so I called him after. He thought it was hot that I'm independent enough to go to the movies alone. He said he'd rather spend more time with me than just an hour and a half tonight, so he wants to make plans for later this week, but he still wants to stop by tonight and hang out, even if it's just for a little bit. I told him that as long as he doesn't see me as just a piece of meat, it's cool by me.

So, he came over and we watched a couple of episodes of 90210. It was time for him to leave, he said, "I better get going and go do my work stuff," and I said, "Well, I guess I won't jump on you then!" He replied that I probably shouldn't because if I did, he'd be here all night. We kissed for a minute and I told him I'd try not to take it personally. He told me not to, that it wasn't personal, that he should be getting home and if we start going at it, he'll be here all night and there can't be any crazy sex on the bathroom floor or anything. I told him definitely not! He said, "Plus, we're taking things slow and we're also letting the sexual tension build." I laughed at this and told him that I thought the sexual tension was definitely already building. He laughed and agreed. So I kissed him again and walked him to his car. We have plans to get together again later on this week, maybe Wednesday or Thursday, so we'll see!

For now, I'm just trying to stay calm and not over-analyze everything. I just know that I really like him and I hope he really likes me too. I think it's good that we're taking things slow, as long as it's for good reason, which I think it is - I think he likes me enough to really want to get to know me and not rush into anything too fast. I've just never been in this situation before - where you both talk about taking things slow, but actually take things slow - so I don't know how to handle it. How does it work? I guess I'm just a little scared, but a good scared.

To the lurkers...

Okay, I see that there are some lurkers out there who have been reading a lot lately. And even though it's not one of those official de-lurking days, I figure why not make one for myself?! It's time for you all to come out of the shadows!! Post a comment! Introduce yourself! Or just say a quick hello!

Wow.

The New Guy and I went out for the third time on Saturday evening. He came over to my place and we went to a bar around the corner for a couple of drinks. The discussion was quite lively and hilarious, with questions such as, "Who would you rather do, Brandon Walsh or Steve Sanders?" "Okay, who would you rather do, Brenda or Kelly?" There was talk of our college years and making fun of guys and girls in fraternities and sororities. Talk of music, politics, etc. He complimented me a few times, telling me that I look really cute when I blush and that I'm hot. During our talk about college, we started talking a bit about relationships and he said how he thinks there's something to be said for taking things slow and not having sex on the first date. I was like, "What, like in medieval times with courtship?" He said, "Something like that. There's just something to taking things slow."

After a couple of hours, we came back to my place to hang out for a little bit. New Guy was very nice to my cat, which says a lot about him in my book. If the guy just walks in, pets the cat and that's all, that says something. But, if the guy, walks in, pets the cat, tries to play with the cat or interact more with the cat than just a quick pet, that really says something. The New Guy was really taking time to try to get to know her, which says a lot, I think.

So, we watched a little bit of an episode of 90210 and were laughing hysterically about it and just chatting about stuff. We made tentative plans to hang out again during the week. Around 12:45am, it was time for him to get going, so I walked him down to his car. He gave me a big hug and then got into his car and left.

Seriously? No kiss again? What is going on here? Have I fallen into the "friend zone?" Does he just see me as a friend? I was so confused. All day Sunday and then again on Monday I couldn't stop thinking about what was going on. After talking to Best College Friend, she suggested that I just call him to chat to show that I was interested. She pointed out that he did say that he felt a bit like he was chasing me, so giving him a call would help make sure that he knew I was interested.

So I called The New Guy. He was happy to hear from me and said, "I was just thinking about you!" We talked for a while, but I still couldn't get a good read on him. He would say something like, "I hate to think of you all alone in your big loft by yourself." But, then every time I would throw out a flirtatious comment, he would just laugh and then change the subject. For instance, we were talking about how my bedroom is so nice and dark like a cave, he said that all I need is just a big, flat-screen tv. I replied that I have a flat-screen tv in there, it's just not that big. He was like, "You do?" I said, "Yeah, you just didn't see it because you were too scared to come all the way into my bedroom." He said, "Yeah, you might take advantage of me." I replied, "Would that be so bad?" He just laughed and then changed the subject. I was like, Okay...

Up until then, I wasn't going to say anything about how confused I was. Earlier in the conversation, we had made plans to go out on Friday or Saturday, so I was just going to see what happened then and if he still didn't make a move, then I was going to say something. But, something got into me, and I managed to communicate to him that I wasn't sure if he was interested in me or not and I was very confused. Needless to say, I was very, very happy with his response.

He said, "I think you're incredibly hot. I'm sure you get hit on numerous times everyday. I just didn't want to be one of those guys and I didn't want to be 'that' guy. I just really enjoy talking to you and the fact that you're so smart, we share pretty much the same viewpoint on things and on top of that you're beautiful, is amazing." Wow. I told him that he's definitely succeeded in setting himself apart from every other guy and that when it comes down to it, he's the one I'm talking to, so that should tell him something. He said that, "You're so hot that I just wasn't sure if you'd really be into someone like me." I replied, "Uh, seriously?! I find you really attractive. Not only that, but I think you're the total package - you're good-looking, funny, smart and talented. I always look forward to talking to you." So, yeah.

We now have plans to hang out tomorrow night. After laying everything out on the table last night, he busts out with, "There will definitely be some making out next time!" LOL! I did make it clear to him that I won't have sex unless I'm in a serious relationship, just so he knows. He assured me that he wasn't expecting anything like that yet. So, we'll see what happens tomorrow night!

Rescheduled

I'm still swooning over the New Guy. I don't know what this feeling is, but swooning is really the only way I can describe it. When we talk on the phone, my face feels hot and I can't stop smiling. Even after we're off the phone, my face is still hot and I'm grinning from ear to ear for a good two hours after and then again whenever I think about it.

He called about an hour ago and unfortunately, had to reschedule our plans. He and his band won't be finished in the studio until late and he doesn't want to keep me waiting. He felt awful because he never reschedules anything, but I told him not to worry, it's totally understandable. He said he'd call when they were done in the studio so we could talk some more because he was sure I'd want to talk more like he did. I jokingly said, "Look at you making assumptions!" He got worried and was like, "Uh oh, I was wrong then." I was like, "I was just kidding! Of course I'd want to talk to you more!" He's been stuck in a recording studio since 10am, so he can't really think straight right now.

Anyways, I called him yesterday, as I promised I would. We talked for a good hour about more random stuff like pet peeves and porn. So random. The pet peeve discussion made me like him even more because one of his is one of my HUGE ones and that's people with bad table manners. I can't stand it when people don't know how to eat properly or cut their food properly. It drives me nuts. He started talking about how he was raised to eat with perfect table manners, that that was one thing his parents were always very strict with and how he couldn't understand how people eat like cavemen now. Sigh. I won't even go into the porn conversation, but needless to say, I was quite impressed with his views on porn. Basically, watching some trampy chick do it doesn't turn it on. He's not into fake looking people, so the majority of that stuff just doesn't do it for him.

Well, that's all for now. I'm going to go out with some other friends tonight now that my evening is free. I might run into Partyboy, but there will be no hooking up with him, that's for sure!

Swooning

So I'm totally swooning over the New Guy. He called yesterday to see if I was interested in getting together later this week, "if your interest in this sailor hasn't sailed," he said. LOL! I was like, "Uh, NO! I'm definitely still interested!" We talked for about an hour about more random stuff. I told him about how I had heard the cheesy 80's song when I got in my car and I had started laughing. He then said, "I thought about you earlier, I was walking through the store and another 80's power song came on, I totally started laughing out loud and some lady near me gave me a look." He then started singing what song it was and I couldn't stop laughing because it was by the same band. Too funny.

He also told me that he almost text messaged me a funny line from 90210, but he wasn't sure if it would translate right onto text message, so he didn't. I assured him it would have, that I probably would have spit my water out if I had been drinking when I read it.

I told him that I went to the doctor and was told that the cause of my laryngitis was allergies. To further ease his mind, I told him that they even did a throat culture to rule out strep throat and other infections. So, hopefully the New Guy will finally kiss me next time we get together! He better be a good kisser!!

We decided we'd get together on Friday night, once he and his band are done in the studio, around 10pm. He suggested either going out to a bar or maybe just hanging out and watching a movie. So, we'll see! I told him to call me sometime on Friday so we could figure out what the plan is. When we were getting off the phone, he said, "Okay, so I'll call you Friday... You know, you could call me before then. I realized today that you've never called me, I've always called you." I laughed and said, "Awhh!" He continued, "I kind of feel like I'm chasing you." I said, "Oh! You're not chasing me!" He laughed, "I feel like I'm chasing you, it feels kind of lame." I just said, "Well, you're not, but don't worry, I'll be sure to call you." I thought that was very cute. Sigh.

Allergies, Names and Partyboy

Okay, so I've calmed down with the whole still haven't been kissed by the New Guy situation. I agree with everyone and think it's because I sound like crap since I have no voice and I can't stop coughing. Good news is that I finally went to the doctor this morning and she said that it's from allergies and all of the pollen in the air, after a traumatic throat culture to rule out strep throat. She put me on two new allergy medications and gave me some cough medicine with codeine in it to take at night so I can finally get some sleep. She said to give the allergy medicine a few days to get to work on all of the inflammation and I should be better. So, let's all hope that she's right and I'm all better soon!! I need to find out if New Guy is a good kisser or not!

Speaking of New Guy, I only got one suggestion for a blog name for him, and that was Brandon, after Brandon Walsh on 90210. So, now, for everyone to vote on, there's Nerd Guy, Smart Guy and Brandon. Everyone?

Now for the Partyboy update... It seems that Partyboy did not intend on coming off as an ass the other week wen he replied to my invite to go out for drinks with a simple, "I can't." On Friday, I got a text message from him asking what I was up to. I was waiting a half hour before replying to him, but only 15 minutes went by and PB text messaged me again asking what I was up to. I replied back that I wasn't doing anything because I have laryngitis. He immediately texted back with, "Oh no. Can I get you anything?" I thanked him and told him that I had everything I needed. He told me to let him know if I needed anything, a lap dance included (LOL). Later on in the evening, PB text messaged me again asking if I was okay and to see what I was up to. I told him I was and that I was just relaxing and resting my voice.

Early Saturday morning, PB messaged me to make sure I was okay, we had had some pretty bad storms the night before and to also check and see how I was feeling. I told him that I made it through the storms just fine and I still had no voice, but that I was feeling just fine. Saturday evening, Partyboy again messaged me to make sure I knew that if I needed anything, to let him know and he would be more than happy to help. He told me that I need to hurry up and get better so I can be in "Swinging" shape for him. I told him I was trying to get better, but not for him. He asked for who? I told him for myself. I guess PB got a little jealous at the thought of SingleGirl with another guy! Then around midnight, he messaged me to try to come out. I told him that would certainly not be happening, another time!

Yesterday afternoon, Partyboy called to check on me and chat for a bit. Such an odd one that PB is!

So, that's the PB update! I truly don't think he meant to come off as a jerk with his harsh reply the other week. He obviously cares. Either that, or he's just trying to secure a piece of ass! Either way, the New Guy has taken over at the top of my list. Partyboy is certainly just a physical thing until I figure out what the situation is with the New Guy. After stopping at the grocery store today, I got in my car and the song on the radio was a cheesy 80's song the New Guy and I had talked about on our first date. It brought such a huge smile to my face. Don't worry, I didn't call him and tell him I heard the song, but it did make me really happy. I'm such a dork.

WTH??

Okay, so just got back from my second date with the New Guy.

New Guy called today to see what I wanted to do when we hung out tonight. We chatted for about an hour about random stuff, as usual, and he made several comments about how he couldn't believe he had found a hot girl who's into the same stuff he's into. He also made a comment about how after his roommate moves out next month, I'll have to come over and play old-school Nintendo with him. (I had told him that I love playing old-school Nintendo.) Since the weather was gorgeous today, we decided to meet up at a cafe that has outdoor seating at 9pm.

So, I got there and we got to talking as usual. Yes, I still don't have much of a voice and now you can add a wonderful dry cough to the list of ailments. So, amongst the talking, there was a lot of coughing from me. The conversation was fantastic once again, no awkward silences, funny stories were told and we continued to learn more about each other. He's the type of guy who's very sincere- he's not going to ask you how you are just to ask you, he's going to ask you how you are if he really wants to know. I like that and can appreciate that. I'm like that too, and in my everyday working life in sales, it's rare. Anyways, at around 11pm, it was time to end the night since we both have to be up at a decent time to get to work. He asked if I wanted to get together again on Wednesday or Thursday to do something outside since the weather is going to be nice again and I told him I would love to.

Here is where the "what the hell?" from above comes in... Once again, he didn't kiss me. I don't get it! At least he hugged me this time. But still!! Is it because I'm still sick? If that's the case, tell me that! I know he's interested in me because he had already asked me out again for later in the week. I know he's not gay. Is he just moving REALLY slow? What do I do? What do I do if when we hang out again if he doesn't kiss me again? Do I say something? I'm not trying to sound conceited or anything, but I've never been in this situation before! I'm so confused!

The New Guy!

Where to start? I guess I'll start with my the new guy in my life, New Guy. This one really gives me butterflies! I met him last Friday night when I was out with MJ at one of the laidback bars nearby. I was up at the bar trying to get drinks while MJ was using the bathroom. I struck up a conversation with New Guy since we were both having trouble getting drinks. He got us both drinks and once I got my drink, he said to me, "Don't feel obligated to stay and talk to me if you don't want to." Wow, ouch, I thought we had hit it off! I said, "Well, I don't, but if you'd like to talk more, I'll be standing right over there." So I went and stood in a less-crowded area and MJ returned. I told her what happened and she went and thanked New Guy for the drink (he paid for them). While she was gone, some drunk guy had come up and started hitting on me. I glanced to my left for a second and saw New Guy standing there with his friend and gave him one of those "rescue me" looks. He laughed and said, "I've seen that look before" and immediately rescued me from close-talking and spitting while talking, drunk guy. For the next hour and a half or so, New Guy and I talked and before he left, he got my number. He then gave me his, but I said to him, "I'll take your number, but I'm not going to call you. If you want to see me, you have to call me." He replied, "I promise I'll call you tomorrow."

He called the next day as promised. That was when we set up the date for Thursday. On Wednesday, I lost my voice. Great. He called Wednesday evening to confirm and even though I didn't have much of a voice, I picked up the phone. I immediately told him to excuse my voice, that I did not just smoke a carton of cigarettes. He laughed and said not to worry, that he doesn't sound great after playing a show with his band, so he totally understands. We ended up talking for over an hour and a half on the phone and decided to meet the next night at the bar where we met for drinks.

On Thursday at 8pm, an hour before I was supposed to meet with him, I took my temperature because I wasn't feeling too hot. 100.7F. I called my Mom and asked her what to do. Her advice: take two Advil, go on the date and just stay for an hour, it's too late to cancel. So that's what I did - I went on a date with no voice and a fever! I had such a great time though that I felt fantastic and ended up staying for three and a half hours. The conversation flowed so well, we have so much in common, it's amazing. He's the combination I look for in a guy - good-looking, funny, nerdy, tall and quick-witted. Plus, he loves 80s music and 90210!! Thing was, at the end of the date, he didn't even try to kiss me. I was shocked. But, he did ask me out on a second date, so he was still interested. I guess he didn't want to risk catching my laryngitis since he and his band are currently in the studio recording their second album. But, I was still worried since he didn't even try to kiss me or say that he wanted to.

My fears were for nothing though. He called yesterday afternoon! Wow. I really like New Guy, he doesn't play games! We ended up talking again for about an hour and a half. He told me what a great time he had the night before and couldn't believe that he had found a girl who liked talking about the same stuff he likes to talk about and that finds his nerdy side attractive. I was like, Uh, yeah! He recommended some tea that's supposed to be good for the throat that he likes and that John Mayer had recommended it to him.

Then today, as I was dozing off in bed while watching some 90210 and drinking some of that good-for-the-throat-tea, New Guy called! I didn't pick up right then, I was too groggy, but I called him back an hour later. He asked how my throat was and how I was feeling. He told me how some of his old college friends surprised him and came into town last night. Then he wanted to see if I was still up for hanging out tonight. I told him to go hang out with his college friends tonight so I could rest my voice some more and that we could hang out tomorrow instead. He said no, that he had committed to plans with me for tonight and he didn't want to break them. I told him that it was okay, that I should really rest my voice, it's truly not a big deal. He said okay, if I was sure, and then we just started chatting some more about random stuff like friends, politics, music and other stuff. We were on the phone for almost an hour and a half (again!) when I had to cut it short because I was about to have a coughing fit. I didn't want him to hear that, so I told him I was going to go make some tea.

I don't know, I really like this one so far! I'm not going to get too excited though, we all know how the "crazy" can come out if we don't keep it under control! I just think it's cool how well we get along, we can just talk and the conversation flows, there's never an awkward silence and we have so much in common, but not too much to where we're constantly in agreement.

So now I need to come up with a blog name for the New Guy... Should it be Smart Guy? Nerd Guy? Hmmm... Help me out here!

Anyways, I have a Partyboy update as well as a Security Guy update, but I'll save those for tomorrow!!

Laryngitis sucks.

I promise an update this weekend. Right now I am too busy pouting over the fact that I have no voice. I woke up on Wednesday without a voice and it has only gotten worse! Laryngitis sucks. A lot. I still went on my date last night though! So I promise to write all about that this weekend as well as my other updates which do include Partyboy. Otherwise, if any of you have any remedies for laryngitis, please, please, please share!

The bump was a pebble

Well, the little bump in the road about Partyboy was just a tiny pebble for me to drive over. Thursday night, I text messaged PB and asked what he was up to this weekend and he replied that he was swamped and what was I up to. I told him that I wasn't sure yet and wanted to see if he would like to go out for drinks some time. His reply was simply, "I can't." Mmmkay. What the hell is that? Not even, Sorry I can't? Just "I can't." No, "Maybe next week"? So, whatever, on to another. As Samantha said to me, "You tossed out a bone. He didn't bite this time. Oh well. Next puppy." Love it!

I went out both Friday night and last night. Don't know what's gotten into me lately, I've just been in the mood to be out. I guess after not really going out at all for the past year, I'm feeling the urge to be social again! I think I'll stick to just one night out a week though, last night I just wasn't feeling it as much as Friday night. But I think where we went out had something to do with it too, the place was packed and the guys were so skeezy. Last night before going out we went bowling which was so much fun, haven't done that since college.

Friday night, I went out with MJ to the laid-back bars near where I live. First, we went to a different area to meet up with some of her other friends who were watching a band at a bar, but MJ's license had expired a couple of weeks ago, so the guy at the door wouldn't let her in. Douchebag. So we went to the laid-back bars.

There, MJ and I were getting hit on by random guys, some that looked like they could be 19 years old, it was pretty funny. They couldn't understand why we weren't responding to their advances and at one point, one of them says to me, "So, just because I'm 3 years younger than you, I don't turn you on?" Poor thing. He just wasn't getting it. Then he proceeds to say, "What if I like older women?" What a dumb boy, now you just made me feel really old. MJ was really struggling when trying to deal with one of this guy's friends, so we made our escape. We ran into one of MJ's guy friends at another end of the bar and while MJ went to the bathroom, I went to the bar to get drinks.

Up at the bar, I met the guy who is now my date for Thursday night...

Need advice! A bump in the road...

Well, it seems like because of work stuff, I really won't be moving as soon as I had hoped. I'm really not thrilled about this. Until Monday, I had been under the impression that a position would open up for me within the next couple of months and I'd be outta here! But, nope, probably not going to happen. There's still a slight chance, but it's very slim, and it's more likely that something will open up in October. So, yes, I'm annoyed about that, but it's out of my control.

Okay, so here is where I need your help...

So, mainly because of friends like Crazy Girl, College Friend and MJ putting thoughts into my head, I'm wondering if I want something more than just a random hook-up thing with Partyboy. I can't figure out what it is that I want from PB. This obviously isn't a "booty call" type thing for me because I knew him before the hot make-out sessions started and there is obviously some sort of connection we have (obvious from him saying how he can completely be himself when he's around me, how much fun we have together, etc.). BUT, I don't want and am not ready for anything serious, but I think, key word being THINK, I would like us to hang out more. Here's the problem... When I hung out with PB for the first time a few Fridays ago, I got a text from a friend and PB asked if it was a booty call, I told him that, No, I don't have any of those YET. And I also told him earlier in the night that I'd be moving back to Florida in the next couple of months. That's probably not going to happen now. He had joked that I shouldn't move until at least August because that's when he'd be moving.

How do I figure out what I want? How do I figure out what he wants?

Some people say that it's obvious he likes me. Well, he hasn't exactly asked me out on a date. BUT, I did tell him when we first hung out that I was looking for a booty call. So I didn't exactly give him any sort of clue that I was interested because at the time I wasn't. BUT, later that night he asked if he could take me on a date. Yet, he still hasn't asked me on that date. Mixed messages? I think so.

I've had guys that were "booty calls" before and in those situations, we never hung out together at all during the course of the night. One of us would call the other at the end of the night to go to the other's place to hook-up. There was no hanging out, no going out, really no talking or getting to know the other person, it was pretty impersonal and kept strictly physical. Any talk was all small talk. In my mind, that's how a booty call should be.

PB and his band played a gig last night that I didn't go to see. Do I call or text PB today and ask how it went and suggest getting together some night? Should I just let things be and see what happens this weekend? Should I just let this be a hook-up and separate any feelings that arise?

So, advice? Help!

And let me just say, that I feel like a bit of an ass for feeling this way and sharing this with all of you. I don't know why, but I do. And my feelings on this could very well change, but right now, this is how I feel!

On a funny side note, PB's friend, James, added MJ as a friend on Facebook and then asked her out for drinks. She called me asking what to do because she had just gotten dumped a couple of weeks ago and is totally not ready and not interested in James as more than just a friend. She didn't want to be one of those girls who's saying, "I just broke up with my boyfriend and I'm not ready to date." So, I told her to just suggest going out together again in a group like last time, and he'll get the picture.

Freaking Hot!

I had another crazy night last night, I didn't get to sleep until 5:30am this morning. So, I'm warning you now, this is a long one and at times, not G-rated...

Security Guy offered to get me on the list for a sold out concert in town if I wanted to go (even though he isn't in town, he helps manage this particular artist's tour), so I called up my friend from college, MJ, who is a fan of this artist to see if she wanted to go. She was up for going, even though her and her boyfriend broke up for good yesterday. Around 7:45pm, I picked up MJ and we made our way downtown to find parking near the venue. We went to will call, showed my ID and we were given front row tickets to the seated part of the venue. Woah. Pretty friggin cool. Thanks Security Guy! MJ was quite impressed, so I gave her the backstory on Security Guy. The concert itself was fantastic, she was on stage by herself, so that took some balls on her part and she's very musically talented. After the show, we went back to my car and tried to leave the parking garage which took for-ev-er. I think we sat there for a good half hour. MJ and I came back to my place so we could eat something before going out to the bars for the night.

After a snack, MJ and I headed out on the town. We got to one bar and proceeded to try and get drinks. This bar was ridiculously packed, so these two guys got MJ her beer and me my water, very nice of them. We were then obligated to talk to them for a while even though neither one of us was interested. Plus, none other than Partyboy was at another bar in the area and wanting to meet up with us. After a round with the nice guys, MJ and I left the bar and went to the bar down the street that PB was at. We got to that bar and met up with PB and some of his friends, including James, from the other night. PB had had a few drinks, so he was quite entertaining at this point and very gropey (is that a word?), but I like that. At one point, PB went to the bathroom and MJ leans over to me and says, "Wow, he really likes you!" PB kept taking little opportunities to kiss me or my neck or just have his arms around me. He was like, "I like that I don't have to watch what I say or censor my personality around you like I do with other girls. I can just be myself. That's why I like you so much."

After hanging out for a while, we discovered that James had never been to the seedy club up the street where strippers go to retire. MJ, PB and I are like, "We're going there now!" So, after paying the tab, we started walking towards my car to drive to the seedy club. James and MJ were walking ahead of PB and I, so PB took this opportunity to stop me and grab me for a kiss in the middle of the sidewalk. After kissing me, he decided to pick me up and carry me to my car. Being that he was intoxicated, I was not exactly thrilled about that, but since he didn't fall or drop me, it's okay now. We stopped at an ATM for the guys to get cash and then it was on to the club.

We get to the parking lot and James was having second thoughts. PB was like, "You can wait for us in the parking lot, but you might get shot!" So James followed us inside. PB bought James a very interesting lap dance from one of the strippers. James was absolutely traumatized. During his lap dance, I found out that he had never even been to a regular strip club before. Poor guy! This was his first experience. The stripper literally punched him in the face with her boobs. PB and I made out a couple of times there, not during the nasty dance, mind you. We left at closing time, 3am. We dropped MJ off at her apartment and then dropped James off at his place so he could disinfect. After PB attempted to have another parking session in the same parking lot again, I drove back to the area where the bars were so PB could find his car. Problem was, his car wasn't where he thought it was. Yeah, after driving around for 15 minutes, we found it on another street. Then it was time to figure out where to go from there. At this point, it was 3:45am and PB had to get up to go to work for two hours at 9am. Instead of being sensible, PB and I proceeded to have another little session.

WOW. That's all I can say.

WOW.

I can't remember getting so turned on by making out ever. It was so freaking hot, I just don't know how to explain and don't think I can. I think about it and adrenaline shoots through me and my heart races. We would stop kissing and I wouldn't even be able to talk. I couldn't even think straight or see straight. I felt totally intoxicated. I was like, "I am so turned on right now. You're driving me crazy!" His reply was, "I haven't even begun to drive you crazy." At one point, we both got out of the car and he pinned me against the side of my car and we just went at it. Before, I could say things, they wouldn't make sense, but words would come out. This time, we'd stop kissing, and pardon my language, all I could say was, "Fuck" or "Oh my G-d." Then, he picked me up, wrapped my legs around him and kissed me. He put me down and started kissing my neck, down my chest, lifted my top a little, and kissed down my stomach. I had to stop him then because I was about to lose all control.

My heart is racing all over again as I'm typing this because the picture images in my head of last night are flashing through my head right now.

So, we finally parted with a promise to continue on another night when he didn't have to wake up early and we could fully enjoy ourselves. Once I got home and was about to get in the shower, PB called to make sure I got home okay. Also, to tell me how badly he wants me and how much I turned him on and how he wishes he were with me about to get into the shower too.

Needless to say, I didn't sleep very well last night, in between dreams, some dirty, some not, I would wake up, turn over and then have another flashback and not be able to fall asleep again for a bit. Partyboy text messaged me this morning just to say hi and see what was up. I told him that I didn't sleep very well, but it was okay and that I'll see him again very soon.

Today I met up with MJ and some of her friends at the park where we just hung out for a few hours since the weather was gorgeous for a change. MJ's new roommate is actually a girl I used to take dance lessons with growing up, so that was funny.

Anyways, time for me to relax and enjoy some tv! Hopefully there will be more Partyboy stories to come!