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Getting out of bed is so much easier when someone else is dependent on you to leave before they can go back to sleep. This had ocurred to me earlier, but I am just getting around to posting it now.

Monday was fairly uneventful, except for a huge amount of mail/renewals at work, which I didn't even go to pick up. I had been going to try to go to the gym after work, but The Boy didn't have his stuff with him. I had also been going to try to sneak out early, and perchance pick up some treats from either TJ's or Whole Foods, but I ended up getting out with no time to spare, due to the mail. I was tired, and unusually cranky even given that. I wanted to kill both roomies within the first minute I got home, and for no reason. In fact, the fact that I couldn't find anything to snap at them about when they spoke only made me more irritable. I napped, and even snapped at people in my dreams, which I find hilarious in retrospect. Woke up with a little time to spare before heading off to class, so I made a batch of puddin' for later. Class was fantastic, though not quite the workout I've been needing. I must get to the gym sometime soon, but I think I'm going to need a new swimsuit before I go....I'll probably need a new suit before the 15th, anyway, since that's "You Kill It, We Grill It '07"...also in need of new pants.... Anyway, finished class, went home and showered before heading off to Ken's. We talked for a while, made out, but didn't actually have sex. The sleep was good, though, listening to the rain and the like. We both woke up at about 5:15, and could maybe have had sex, but I didn't even think about it. The extra 15-min nap did me good, though. Thought about ditching my Dr.'s appointment, since my toe is completely better, but if I'm ever going to get my topping issues resolved.....Dr. had no clue, despite a fairly through examination...$30 for a recommendation to Urology, which will cost me another $40 once I finally see them. This had better prove useful.....

Since I had some extra time, I went grocery shopping, both for essentials and some treats. Ate a large number of sandwiches when I got home, and then started chatting with Ken. He was feeling frisky, and just about off of work, so I offered to meet him at his place. I figured I had literally just eaten, so it would be alright. Sex was pretty rockin', and I shot tremendous volume (for me) if not terribly remakable distance. We went and hung out with Ian and Jenn for a bit before I left for class, watching Real Housewives of Orange County while Ken waited for his pizza to arrive. Jen had asked for a picture of Ken shooting his load on me, and it was very funny to watch her ask for it when we got there. I considered not going to class, but I knew that I'd want the exercise, and I thought that April would be waiting for me. April was not there, but Richie was, and that was fun. For someone who was on Broadway, and teaches dance, Richie seemed to have a great deal of difficulty picking up the choreogrpahy. We danced to Brass Band, and Jay-Tay reminded me of the eight-count I was missing, and a good time was had by all. I finally called Fluff, from Jubilee, who recommended answersfordancers and Backstage.com to find out about auditions.

Anthony asked me why I bothered to come home, which I didn't respond to, and then I headed off to Justin's again. I finally met Ken's cousin Brandon, who bears a striking resemblance to a (very) young Kevin Patterson, and we chatted only briefly before Ian, Ken, Brandon and I headed down to poker. Poker was much quieter than the last time I attended, and the game gave each person 4 cards, which made for some rediculous hands. Ken went out on the first three hands; two pair and a full house for the last two. I didn't have a whole lot of interest in being there anyway, so I wasn't terribly bummed. After Ian also went out, Brandon and I chatted over the music while Ken and Ian played a round of pool so Ken could finish his drink. Ken had already had a couple drinks by the time I got to Justins, so by the time we left Flick's, he was a fair bit tipsy. Laying in bed, he mentioned again how it was not very fair of him to not make himself emotionally avaiable to me for the past few weeks, and that he was going to change that. I tried to gently reinforce that, while I love spending time with him, I'm also not ready for any level of commitment. He also mentioned that the first time we had sex was surprisingly not awkward, and I agreed. We ended with the "who knows" status, and made out some more before going to sleep. I intentionally left my jacket in the car, due to not being certain of my sexual readiness, though I was sorely tempted when Ken thumped into me in the middle of the night. We're probably going to have proximity or morning sex again very very soon....Actually, I wonder how long it won't be before we're barebacking....I'd be alright if we got tested, and just agreed to use condoms with everyone else. Anthony would be angry with how stupid that makes me, but really, Ken's the one that would be taking more of a risk, even though I mostly/strictly bottom, seeing as how I'm currently the bigger whore.

Ken and I are supposed to have dinner at Spread after class tonight...I'm not so worried about this from a relationship/what does this mean perspective, as I am a meal/sex planning perspective. I've got my priorities.