Matt from Seattle

Woke up 5 min before my alarm. Go me! Recognized that I hadn't slept well or much, but was strangely not tired. Left TJ still sleeping in bed. Had a moment of panic when I thought I saw Tim's name flash on my phone's notification bar. Oh, it's just TJ, asking if I wanted my bedroom door locked when he left. Phew! Except Tim had posted on my wall, the new Willam parody of Alesha Keys "That Boy is a Bottom." I still don't know how to react to him, so I'm still not. I think that's the healthiest thing for me to do. TJ also texted that he had a group scene, instead of a 1-1, so he'd be home around maybe 7. Reminded myself that I could have that life if I wanted it, but said that would be no big deal. The lack of sleep eventually did hit me, together with the absolute lack of anything at all to do at work.

Despite this, I did go to the gym, and had a right decent workout. Abs, chest, 30 min crosstrainer. Dale had been texting and calling all day, talking about how much he was looking forward to our hook-up. Given that, I didn't really feel right canceling on him, so I just rescheduled for right after work. Turns out he'd been calling so much because he had a feeling I was gonna cancel. He just adopted an older zaftig kitty, so I'll probably sleep with him again. He came 3 times, I went home. TJ's stuff wasn't there when I got back at 6:50. He was already on his way back to LA, but was grateful for everything I did for him. Sure.

I was gonna just jerk off and go to bed, or maybe to the gym again, but I hopped online and saw that a gent from Seattle had hit me up. He was a little on the strange side, but fun, and we're going to try to hook up again tomorrow.