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thepnutgalleryKatie was absent from class on Wednesday, so I took Leaps & Turns instead. *shrug* from what I understand, Katie is working inhuman hours lately, so I can't be too upset. Met up with Ken afterwards, who was all dolled up for our date. I got as dolled up as I could, which is to say, still not very classy. We went to Spread, except that they were closed. I was looking forward to trying their food, but not terribly upset that it would have to wait. Since it was so late, we went to the next closest place (in terms of location, not cuisine), which was Ranchos. I'd only been there once before, by myself, and wasn't really impressed. I had a much better culinary experience this time, and had a Torta. I decided not to feel bad about eating the entire thing, even though Ken has never finished an entire portion given to him that I've seen. Conversation wasn't thrilling, but wasn't awkward, either. Ken paid, chatting about how my dinner was the price of a drink, and what a cheap date I was. He related the story of going to a very expensive restaurant with another gentleman in the past, only to get into an argument over illegal immigration, which ruined the whole experience. Back at Ken's place, we went thorough some online photo albums of his friend Leo's (Leo belongs in an anime), and wrassled a while. Sex was good, though I didn't cum. I think this is because I'm always concerned about hygiene, even though I go through great effort to make sure I'm clean. Part of me thinks I need to relax about sex, while the rest of me recognizes that that's the wrong thought process to take. I'll get better.
Thursday was not a happy day for me. Work was alright, but I got the call that afternoon that no one could cover my shift, which meant I would be seriously late for D&D. I called in a couple of favors, and managed to get out at 7:30 all the same, only to not have D&D start until 9-9:30. I was very angry. I also ate a HUGE amount of food. This wasn't going to be a problem, since it was all I was going to eat that day, but I also ate in the afternoon. This problem continued for dinner with Anthony on Friday, as we attended Harar Ethiopian for their 12 dollars-and-not-worth-it buffet. Conversation with Anthony was tops as usual, and that was worth it, even if the meal wasn't. I definitely ate my $12 worth, but ended up throwing up part of it at home. This might sound wasteful, but I'm quite happy with it.
Rocky was fairly uneventful, though it was a rare treat to get to do Time Warp with Anthony, since I'm usually Columbia and he's usually doing Brad or taking pictures. Mostly, though, I spent the show waiting to go home and call Ken. The past two weeks, I've come home to messages from Ken telling me to call him, and this week was no exception. Sadly, he was asleep when I called, and though I stayed up and waited for a little while, and then put the phone in my room in case he should call, he didn't. Shut up. I also slept just barely too late for class the next day, which was a MAJOR bummer, but does mean that I'll be hungry for it this Saturday.
Ken called while I was still trying to decide what to do with my day, so I went and hung out with him. We made out for a while, and would've had sex if I had been ready....ah, well. I don't remember most of the rest of the afternoon, but we went out to Martini's that evening, to help Cobus-from-South-Africa celebrate getting his Green Card. That was fun, though I saw Brad Lundberg trying to sneak out without saying hi. After Martini's, we walked over to #1 on Fifth...well, they walked, I piqued. :-) #1 enticed me in with it's beautiful music (S.O.S band, to be specific, followed by The Spinners). We didn't stay very long in the bar, walking instead to the back patio, where they played similarly fantastic club music. Ken and I drank, and spoke drunkly about where we were relationship-wise. Unfortunately, I'm (vastly) more of a lightweight than he is, so I remember less of the conversation. :D We slept, and he was really really sleepy, so that was all we did.
We woke up early Sunday morning and lazed in bed for a bit before walking down to Ralphs to buy some mimosa-like items. I've decided I don't make a very good morning drinker, and wisely called it quits after a single drink. We waited around a LONG time before finally heading out to brunch down at Urban Mo's. I didn't drink anything, and wished when it came time to order that I had just stayed home. We had great conversation, with Elizabeth and Justin, and I felt very coupley, even though I answered in the negative when Elizabeth asked if we were official. We went to CVS after brunch, and I made a mental note to come back and purchase shampoo and conditioner. I ran off to rehearsal, and ate too much before leaving the house. This actually turned out to be quite fortuitious, as I then worked out a bunch while I was at the studio.
After rehearsal, I went back over to Justin's to find Ken dozing on the couch and Ian talking on the phone. When I entered, Ian mentioned to whoever he was talking to that his friend's boyfriend had just entered the room...I didn't correct him, and neither did Ken, though he may have still been asleep. We were joined before too long by Brandon and Chris, and eventually headed down in separate cars to Mo's. Cover was only $2, but Ken paid for me anyway. Mo's was CROWDED. We saw Nelson, Kenny, and Jay on the patio, but quickly went inside to the smallish, though not terribly crowded dance floor. I finally got to see Pineapple Princess, as well as a gentleman who looked like he was going to fall over backwards. The mix of Madonna's "Sorry" was excellent, but the rest of the music wasn't very good. We left before any of us got onto the dance floor, and went to Rich's. Rich's was largely empty, and Brandon and Chris joined us before too long. Brandon and Ken played around, and I guess this bothered Chris, because he disappeared and there was drama. Bleh. Ken and I danced to a mix of "Get Together", which was awesome. Not so much the individual mix, but the song in general, and dancing with Ken. I finished my drinks fast, and snuck sips of Ken's, and requested sips of Brandons...I was feeling NO PAIN.....vaguely remember being driven home, talking about how I could still drive. Climbed into bed with Ken, on the opposite side of my usual, although I somehow ended up on my usual side anyway. Ken and I spoke even more drunkenly of our feelings...mostly Ken, as tends to happen when he's drunk. I only remember bits and pieces, and he apparently remembers even less....the big question is whether there's truth in the cups or it was drunken emotion talking. I'd be alright with either. One thing he had touched on earlier in the evening, and stressed even more, was how much he appreciated my going with him to brunch. Super!
He was kind enough to wake me up at 3:30, so I could take people places they had no right to ask me to take them, and then I slept in my car outside of TJs until about 10-ish. I rather enjoy sleeping in my car, and wouldn't find it terribly difficult to live there, given my eating habits, and that I know where to shower. Should have just gone directly shopping and the like, but ended up chatting with Anthony until 11:20. Met his lovely co-worker Courtinay, or somesuch unusual spelling thereof. Lovely girl; I invited her to the BBQ. Walked with Anthony over to lunch at Pick Up Stix, which was nice memories, though his food took too long to be prepared. We talked in circles about Ken, and how I'm not really sure how I feel about him...Anthony mentioned that he would probably be a wreck inside at the BBQ, and that I would never know... Meanwhile, it's too late to disinvite Ken, to say nothing of the fact that if he weren't there, I would probably spend my day thinking about him anyway. Picked Aimee up, lamenting to myself about my mileage on my first day off, and stopped at the store on the way home for some lettuce and bread...mmmmmm...sammiches..... We were shortly joined by Anna, who chatted with us while I ate a large number of sammiches. Got the call from Ken to join him and Elizabeth at Baja Betty's, but by the time I got ready and down there, Elizabeth had gone, and Justin and Jenn were paying the bill. Just in time, as far as I'm concerned. We went directly back to Justin's, where Ken and I layed on the couch under a blanket and Jenn sat nearby browing Myspace. Ken's hand slipped under my pants, which did nothing, and then my hand slipped under his pants, which was very effective. :) Ken said we were going back to his place to nap, and Jenn called him on it, but he maintained his position. Back at his place, we did indeed have sex, and rockin' good sex at that. It had been since...Thursday? Wednesday? Some vast length of time. He came first, but was again kind enough to fuck me until I came (buckets). Then we went down to Best Buy, and he bought a couple things, and I made mental note of some things to get for him. Back at Justins, I did dishes while folks showed up with chips and salsa. Briefly considered not going to class, but given the news that Katie was actually going to teach, I decided I needed to. Class was good, though not incredible. It was only Monday, afterall. I rocked my chaine turns, and we didn't get to do pirouettes. I probably shouldn't have gone home, but I did, and I started eating, and didn't stop. This meant I didn't get around to leaving for Ken's until 11:30, and he was asleep by the time I got there. I was reasonably certain about my preparedness to have sex, but it never came up. Halfway through the night, I found myself pressed up against him, and a very insistent erection in my shorts...decided against trying to top him, since I can't be terribly sure of the consistency of these things. What must it be like to have a sure thing?
Thursday was not a happy day for me. Work was alright, but I got the call that afternoon that no one could cover my shift, which meant I would be seriously late for D&D. I called in a couple of favors, and managed to get out at 7:30 all the same, only to not have D&D start until 9-9:30. I was very angry. I also ate a HUGE amount of food. This wasn't going to be a problem, since it was all I was going to eat that day, but I also ate in the afternoon. This problem continued for dinner with Anthony on Friday, as we attended Harar Ethiopian for their 12 dollars-and-not-worth-it buffet. Conversation with Anthony was tops as usual, and that was worth it, even if the meal wasn't. I definitely ate my $12 worth, but ended up throwing up part of it at home. This might sound wasteful, but I'm quite happy with it.
Rocky was fairly uneventful, though it was a rare treat to get to do Time Warp with Anthony, since I'm usually Columbia and he's usually doing Brad or taking pictures. Mostly, though, I spent the show waiting to go home and call Ken. The past two weeks, I've come home to messages from Ken telling me to call him, and this week was no exception. Sadly, he was asleep when I called, and though I stayed up and waited for a little while, and then put the phone in my room in case he should call, he didn't. Shut up. I also slept just barely too late for class the next day, which was a MAJOR bummer, but does mean that I'll be hungry for it this Saturday.
Ken called while I was still trying to decide what to do with my day, so I went and hung out with him. We made out for a while, and would've had sex if I had been ready....ah, well. I don't remember most of the rest of the afternoon, but we went out to Martini's that evening, to help Cobus-from-South-Africa celebrate getting his Green Card. That was fun, though I saw Brad Lundberg trying to sneak out without saying hi. After Martini's, we walked over to #1 on Fifth...well, they walked, I piqued. :-) #1 enticed me in with it's beautiful music (S.O.S band, to be specific, followed by The Spinners). We didn't stay very long in the bar, walking instead to the back patio, where they played similarly fantastic club music. Ken and I drank, and spoke drunkly about where we were relationship-wise. Unfortunately, I'm (vastly) more of a lightweight than he is, so I remember less of the conversation. :D We slept, and he was really really sleepy, so that was all we did.
We woke up early Sunday morning and lazed in bed for a bit before walking down to Ralphs to buy some mimosa-like items. I've decided I don't make a very good morning drinker, and wisely called it quits after a single drink. We waited around a LONG time before finally heading out to brunch down at Urban Mo's. I didn't drink anything, and wished when it came time to order that I had just stayed home. We had great conversation, with Elizabeth and Justin, and I felt very coupley, even though I answered in the negative when Elizabeth asked if we were official. We went to CVS after brunch, and I made a mental note to come back and purchase shampoo and conditioner. I ran off to rehearsal, and ate too much before leaving the house. This actually turned out to be quite fortuitious, as I then worked out a bunch while I was at the studio.
After rehearsal, I went back over to Justin's to find Ken dozing on the couch and Ian talking on the phone. When I entered, Ian mentioned to whoever he was talking to that his friend's boyfriend had just entered the room...I didn't correct him, and neither did Ken, though he may have still been asleep. We were joined before too long by Brandon and Chris, and eventually headed down in separate cars to Mo's. Cover was only $2, but Ken paid for me anyway. Mo's was CROWDED. We saw Nelson, Kenny, and Jay on the patio, but quickly went inside to the smallish, though not terribly crowded dance floor. I finally got to see Pineapple Princess, as well as a gentleman who looked like he was going to fall over backwards. The mix of Madonna's "Sorry" was excellent, but the rest of the music wasn't very good. We left before any of us got onto the dance floor, and went to Rich's. Rich's was largely empty, and Brandon and Chris joined us before too long. Brandon and Ken played around, and I guess this bothered Chris, because he disappeared and there was drama. Bleh. Ken and I danced to a mix of "Get Together", which was awesome. Not so much the individual mix, but the song in general, and dancing with Ken. I finished my drinks fast, and snuck sips of Ken's, and requested sips of Brandons...I was feeling NO PAIN.....vaguely remember being driven home, talking about how I could still drive. Climbed into bed with Ken, on the opposite side of my usual, although I somehow ended up on my usual side anyway. Ken and I spoke even more drunkenly of our feelings...mostly Ken, as tends to happen when he's drunk. I only remember bits and pieces, and he apparently remembers even less....the big question is whether there's truth in the cups or it was drunken emotion talking. I'd be alright with either. One thing he had touched on earlier in the evening, and stressed even more, was how much he appreciated my going with him to brunch. Super!
He was kind enough to wake me up at 3:30, so I could take people places they had no right to ask me to take them, and then I slept in my car outside of TJs until about 10-ish. I rather enjoy sleeping in my car, and wouldn't find it terribly difficult to live there, given my eating habits, and that I know where to shower. Should have just gone directly shopping and the like, but ended up chatting with Anthony until 11:20. Met his lovely co-worker Courtinay, or somesuch unusual spelling thereof. Lovely girl; I invited her to the BBQ. Walked with Anthony over to lunch at Pick Up Stix, which was nice memories, though his food took too long to be prepared. We talked in circles about Ken, and how I'm not really sure how I feel about him...Anthony mentioned that he would probably be a wreck inside at the BBQ, and that I would never know... Meanwhile, it's too late to disinvite Ken, to say nothing of the fact that if he weren't there, I would probably spend my day thinking about him anyway. Picked Aimee up, lamenting to myself about my mileage on my first day off, and stopped at the store on the way home for some lettuce and bread...mmmmmm...sammiches..... We were shortly joined by Anna, who chatted with us while I ate a large number of sammiches. Got the call from Ken to join him and Elizabeth at Baja Betty's, but by the time I got ready and down there, Elizabeth had gone, and Justin and Jenn were paying the bill. Just in time, as far as I'm concerned. We went directly back to Justin's, where Ken and I layed on the couch under a blanket and Jenn sat nearby browing Myspace. Ken's hand slipped under my pants, which did nothing, and then my hand slipped under his pants, which was very effective. :) Ken said we were going back to his place to nap, and Jenn called him on it, but he maintained his position. Back at his place, we did indeed have sex, and rockin' good sex at that. It had been since...Thursday? Wednesday? Some vast length of time. He came first, but was again kind enough to fuck me until I came (buckets). Then we went down to Best Buy, and he bought a couple things, and I made mental note of some things to get for him. Back at Justins, I did dishes while folks showed up with chips and salsa. Briefly considered not going to class, but given the news that Katie was actually going to teach, I decided I needed to. Class was good, though not incredible. It was only Monday, afterall. I rocked my chaine turns, and we didn't get to do pirouettes. I probably shouldn't have gone home, but I did, and I started eating, and didn't stop. This meant I didn't get around to leaving for Ken's until 11:30, and he was asleep by the time I got there. I was reasonably certain about my preparedness to have sex, but it never came up. Halfway through the night, I found myself pressed up against him, and a very insistent erection in my shorts...decided against trying to top him, since I can't be terribly sure of the consistency of these things. What must it be like to have a sure thing?
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