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thepnutgalleryYesterday started out so good. I visited Ken at work, dropped off my resume at a bank, took Ballet and Hip Hop, and did a set of crunches and plank. I was SUPPOSED to take Katie's 7pm Jazz, but she was out of town. That started my bad mood. I went home and got cleaned up, called Ken, and lingered at home for a while before heading over.
Kenny and Nelson (some friends of Ken's) officially broke up yesterday, so the boys were doing Kenny recon at Justin's, drinking and watching Date Movie. I got to see Jen again, which was nice, but I digress. I started drinking immediately, which I could explain as trying to catch up, but it was really just convenient that the alcohol was already out. My first drink was good, but my second one tasted really weak to me. They were vodka and sprite, and we seemed to be running out of vodka, so then I opened a bottle of wine.....and then I nearly finished the bottle of wine. We were only there for about an hour or two, and then we went home. As we tend to, we had drunk-talk, which I only kind of remember. Mostly, I remember arguing about who was LESS looking for a relationship when we got together (I'm still fairly confident that I win that one, and by a lot), and trying to sort out the rules for our relationship. With regards to hooking up with other gents, Ken seems to want a policy of "Don't Ask, Don't Tell, and do it on your own time", whereas I always want to know everything. We'll figure it out, but that's not really the pertinent part of the conversation.
4 days after I met Ken, we went to Montage and I gave head to one of his friends in some darkened corner. At that point, we weren't anything, but it was kind of trashy to have gone there with Ken, and slept with him later that night, and have done that in the middle. I felt bad, so two weeks later, I told him about it and bought him a bottle of Cointreau to apologize. Last night, Ken told me that the Friday after we met (the day before the Montage trip), he had sex with Matthew, the boy he had been seeing about a month before we got together.
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WTF?!
Like, was there seriously no time in the past two months that that could have been brought up? Like, maybe when I was apologizing for being such a fucking whore because I fucking gave head to someone else? Seriously? In fairness, it wasn't really the giving head that I was apologizing for, but still. Goddamn. I had to throw up after that (I marveled at the amount of wine in my tummy!), and I don't really remember the conversation after that, but I think the topic got changed. Bamboozled. Hornswaggled. I'm upset that he hadn't told me that sooner, but I still smiled a moment ago when I saw that he updated his relationship status on Myspace.
On an unrelated side note, I noticed yesterday that my love handles are trying to make a comeback. I had hoped that yesterdays exercise would help that, but they're even more prominent today.
I was supposed to take Katie's Jazz today, but not only was it going to be subbed, but it was cancelled due to lack of paying students. I went to the gym instead, but 518 calories on the stairmaster later and I'm still feeling 1) fat and 2) in a funk. I know the first part will take care of itself in time, but for the second, I'm just about out of ideas.
Kenny and Nelson (some friends of Ken's) officially broke up yesterday, so the boys were doing Kenny recon at Justin's, drinking and watching Date Movie. I got to see Jen again, which was nice, but I digress. I started drinking immediately, which I could explain as trying to catch up, but it was really just convenient that the alcohol was already out. My first drink was good, but my second one tasted really weak to me. They were vodka and sprite, and we seemed to be running out of vodka, so then I opened a bottle of wine.....and then I nearly finished the bottle of wine. We were only there for about an hour or two, and then we went home. As we tend to, we had drunk-talk, which I only kind of remember. Mostly, I remember arguing about who was LESS looking for a relationship when we got together (I'm still fairly confident that I win that one, and by a lot), and trying to sort out the rules for our relationship. With regards to hooking up with other gents, Ken seems to want a policy of "Don't Ask, Don't Tell, and do it on your own time", whereas I always want to know everything. We'll figure it out, but that's not really the pertinent part of the conversation.
4 days after I met Ken, we went to Montage and I gave head to one of his friends in some darkened corner. At that point, we weren't anything, but it was kind of trashy to have gone there with Ken, and slept with him later that night, and have done that in the middle. I felt bad, so two weeks later, I told him about it and bought him a bottle of Cointreau to apologize. Last night, Ken told me that the Friday after we met (the day before the Montage trip), he had sex with Matthew, the boy he had been seeing about a month before we got together.
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..................
WTF?!
Like, was there seriously no time in the past two months that that could have been brought up? Like, maybe when I was apologizing for being such a fucking whore because I fucking gave head to someone else? Seriously? In fairness, it wasn't really the giving head that I was apologizing for, but still. Goddamn. I had to throw up after that (I marveled at the amount of wine in my tummy!), and I don't really remember the conversation after that, but I think the topic got changed. Bamboozled. Hornswaggled. I'm upset that he hadn't told me that sooner, but I still smiled a moment ago when I saw that he updated his relationship status on Myspace.
On an unrelated side note, I noticed yesterday that my love handles are trying to make a comeback. I had hoped that yesterdays exercise would help that, but they're even more prominent today.
I was supposed to take Katie's Jazz today, but not only was it going to be subbed, but it was cancelled due to lack of paying students. I went to the gym instead, but 518 calories on the stairmaster later and I'm still feeling 1) fat and 2) in a funk. I know the first part will take care of itself in time, but for the second, I'm just about out of ideas.
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Date: 2007-05-04 02:37 am (UTC)I think that issue alone can be enough to ruin a relationship, and I hope you two find an arrangement that actually works instead of both of you trying to keep your distinct sets of rules.
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Date: 2007-05-04 05:48 pm (UTC)We're both pretty invested, so I'm sure we'll come up with something.
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Date: 2007-05-04 08:01 am (UTC)Well, that and a lack of communication.
I do so hope you figure out a situation that works for you.
PS: Do try to stay with this particular gent long enough for me to meet him! I'm ever so curious!
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