Better Enough

I asked Warren about his night - he'd had 5 drinks, which is a huge amount, given that he's usually tipsy from a half of one. He asked about my plans for the day, but didn't respond when I didn't have any.

I dragged myself off the couch to the gym, then had a succession of guys over to try to fuck my heart back together. Craig in particular was very complimentary about my progress at the gym. Cameraman Joe wanted to get together in the evening. I was already pretty drunk, but he was pretty insistent. Okay.

Warren asked if I got the invite to Paul's party, which of course I did. He had just been invited a few minutes prior, but he'd talked about it weeks ago. He was upset I hadn't invited him, which screams in my brain about why he didn't talk to me previously, but he did say he was excited to go with me, and suggested a couple couples I should hit up about a 4 way. And wants me to get tested before we have 1-1 sex, but he's leaving for his brother's wedding on my birthday, so I'll have to get tested after he gets back, and then wait for results.