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Mar. 26th, 2007 08:03 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thepnutgalleryWent over to Ken's on Friday after Rocky, though Ken was pretty much OUT by the time I got there. Spent some time lazing in bed the next morning, which had it's very nice and very awkward moments. The nice was more general, and the awkward was an exchange about whether we would have sex. Not awkward/bad, just awkward confusing. Miriam was absent for class, so I was too. I've taken from the sub before, and her class is decent as lyrical classes go, but the primary reason I go on Saturday is for the workout. Instead we went to one of Ken's friend's houses and he made breakfast. I drove to pick up another of his friends, and ran to Ralphs to get salsa. It was only a couple of blocks or so, and I didn't go to the gym, so I felt it was needed.
After breakfast (which they threw away part of), I headed home to clean the house before going to pick up The Boy and company. I jerked off while I was home, since I hadn't cum for the past three days....being involved with someone involves a lot of planning.... Ended up napping, then cleaning, and remembered at the last minute that in order to fit 3 people + luggage into my car, I needed to start with an empty car. This made me late to pick them up, which I hate, but that's what I get for not planning ahead.
Durwood was strangely quiet on the way home; Aimee and Anthony talked a lot about food and seeing Megan, and not at all about the contest (duh). Per The Boy's request, we stopped at Taco Bell, and everyone was happy.
Ken, Kenny, and Nikki (latter two being Ken's friends) went to Rich's, which was hosting MegaWoof for a world-renowned DJ by the name of Daz Sound. I tapped out after doing some research and seeing that the cover for MegaWoof is usually $25...I'm sure Ken would have paid for me, but if it's not an amount that I'd be willing to pay, then it's certainly not an amount I'd be comfortable having someone pay for me. Ken & Kenny went briefly to Montage afterwards, and I offered to play Taxi for them when they finished. Ken briefly protested, but I had logic on my side. Got the call to pick them up scant minutes after I finished getting ready. Kenny still wanted to go out, but it was after 3am, and he was getting "messy" as Ken puts it. Drove us to Kenny's place, where Ken & I spent the night in the Master Bedroom, and Kenny took the guest room, as the guest room has the computer (and therefore porn and A4A). Sex was fantastic (not up there with my and Anthony's Greatest Hits but definitely on the charts), though pillow talk was a touch on the vague, serious side. Not necessarily even in a bad way, just worth noting. One part of it was Ken thanking me again for picking him & Kenny up, and when I responded "you've been so awesome these past couple weeks, I'm just glad there's something I could do for you", his only answer was to kiss me on the forehead. The other part was him asking, just before we went to sleep, how Anthony felt about me spending so much time with him. I could wish I was a little better at verbal comprehension. I just don't often get what it is that people are saying with what they're saying.
The next day, after some decent-though-nowhere-near-as-good-as-the-night-before sex, Ken and I had coffee and chatted in between his unsuccessful attempts to rouse Kenny. I left before Kenny woke up, and he apparently not only informed Ken that he heard us last night, but he did an impression....awkward. I should have gone grocery shopping, or called Marie for ice cream, but I only had a couple hours before rehearsal, so I just went home and wasted the time instead. well..wasted time and ate a loaf and a half of bread's worth of Nayonaise, lettuce and tomato sandwiches....
Rehearsal went well, though I'm not entirely/at all pleased with the scheduling trend of "better to have people show up late than leave early" at shoots.
Went out to dinner at Cafe India with Jason, except that I didn't eat anything on account of all the sandwiches. He wasn't really there, seeming both reticent and unlistening. The only significant part of the conversation was when he told me that he thought I was Poz, due to last week's migraine. Bitch.
Got home and called Ken, who had had a VERY bad night at Mo's. Joined him at Elizabeth's, where he was drunkenly relaying how much he hates a girl named Chris. Ken can dominate a conversation while sober, a feature which concentrates when he drinks. I wouldn't mind this except that he tends to say the same things over and over. *shrug* There are worse qualities to have when one is drunk. He also mentions someone "who shall remain nameless", but he later slips and names as Matthew, who started his bad mood. As it turns out, he started seeing Matthew about a month before he met me. Invested a great deal of time and energy into this young man, and got nothing in return. This totally explains the query and kiss on the forehead from Saturday night. He rehashes this same information later on in bed, only in slightly greater detail, talking about how bad he feels, having spent time with me, but keeping Matthew in the back of his head. About a week ago, he started randomly talking about "purging" people from one's life, and this apparently was sparked by his deciding that Matthew was no longer worth his time to think about. I win!
After breakfast (which they threw away part of), I headed home to clean the house before going to pick up The Boy and company. I jerked off while I was home, since I hadn't cum for the past three days....being involved with someone involves a lot of planning.... Ended up napping, then cleaning, and remembered at the last minute that in order to fit 3 people + luggage into my car, I needed to start with an empty car. This made me late to pick them up, which I hate, but that's what I get for not planning ahead.
Durwood was strangely quiet on the way home; Aimee and Anthony talked a lot about food and seeing Megan, and not at all about the contest (duh). Per The Boy's request, we stopped at Taco Bell, and everyone was happy.
Ken, Kenny, and Nikki (latter two being Ken's friends) went to Rich's, which was hosting MegaWoof for a world-renowned DJ by the name of Daz Sound. I tapped out after doing some research and seeing that the cover for MegaWoof is usually $25...I'm sure Ken would have paid for me, but if it's not an amount that I'd be willing to pay, then it's certainly not an amount I'd be comfortable having someone pay for me. Ken & Kenny went briefly to Montage afterwards, and I offered to play Taxi for them when they finished. Ken briefly protested, but I had logic on my side. Got the call to pick them up scant minutes after I finished getting ready. Kenny still wanted to go out, but it was after 3am, and he was getting "messy" as Ken puts it. Drove us to Kenny's place, where Ken & I spent the night in the Master Bedroom, and Kenny took the guest room, as the guest room has the computer (and therefore porn and A4A). Sex was fantastic (not up there with my and Anthony's Greatest Hits but definitely on the charts), though pillow talk was a touch on the vague, serious side. Not necessarily even in a bad way, just worth noting. One part of it was Ken thanking me again for picking him & Kenny up, and when I responded "you've been so awesome these past couple weeks, I'm just glad there's something I could do for you", his only answer was to kiss me on the forehead. The other part was him asking, just before we went to sleep, how Anthony felt about me spending so much time with him. I could wish I was a little better at verbal comprehension. I just don't often get what it is that people are saying with what they're saying.
The next day, after some decent-though-nowhere-near-as-good-as-the-night-before sex, Ken and I had coffee and chatted in between his unsuccessful attempts to rouse Kenny. I left before Kenny woke up, and he apparently not only informed Ken that he heard us last night, but he did an impression....awkward. I should have gone grocery shopping, or called Marie for ice cream, but I only had a couple hours before rehearsal, so I just went home and wasted the time instead. well..wasted time and ate a loaf and a half of bread's worth of Nayonaise, lettuce and tomato sandwiches....
Rehearsal went well, though I'm not entirely/at all pleased with the scheduling trend of "better to have people show up late than leave early" at shoots.
Went out to dinner at Cafe India with Jason, except that I didn't eat anything on account of all the sandwiches. He wasn't really there, seeming both reticent and unlistening. The only significant part of the conversation was when he told me that he thought I was Poz, due to last week's migraine. Bitch.
Got home and called Ken, who had had a VERY bad night at Mo's. Joined him at Elizabeth's, where he was drunkenly relaying how much he hates a girl named Chris. Ken can dominate a conversation while sober, a feature which concentrates when he drinks. I wouldn't mind this except that he tends to say the same things over and over. *shrug* There are worse qualities to have when one is drunk. He also mentions someone "who shall remain nameless", but he later slips and names as Matthew, who started his bad mood. As it turns out, he started seeing Matthew about a month before he met me. Invested a great deal of time and energy into this young man, and got nothing in return. This totally explains the query and kiss on the forehead from Saturday night. He rehashes this same information later on in bed, only in slightly greater detail, talking about how bad he feels, having spent time with me, but keeping Matthew in the back of his head. About a week ago, he started randomly talking about "purging" people from one's life, and this apparently was sparked by his deciding that Matthew was no longer worth his time to think about. I win!
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