I'm soooo glad Monday was a holiday

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I had a decent day on Saturday, even though I didn't go to class. I've been really good about going to the gym lately, and I had already gotten a workout that morning. Something about the position I was in made for a tremendous leg workout. Met back up with Ken & company a little later, and we went to Glenn's for another BBQ. I had a couple drinks in the afternoon, but avoided eating lunch since there was going to be food there, and I figured that, at worst, I could have a bun minus the burger. This turned out to be a HUGE mistake, as there was no vegan friendly food there; my recollection of the party doesn't extend very long, and I got a talking to the next morning about controlling my drinking. I don't remember, so I can't say, but from what other people have told me, it seems like Ken was the only one with a problem, and everyone else just laughed at the drunk guy doing crunches on the side of the pool. Still, I can absolutely see his point, as I have a tendency to slam drinks, and the more I drink, the less I'm able to take it easy. I woke up at 2:30am, alone in Ken's room, still fully dressed and quite confused. Everyone was still awake, over at Justin's, having finished with the BBQ and gone dancing at Rich's, so I went over there for a moment to say "hi", before Ken and I went home and back to bed.

I woke up quite early on Sunday, but again lacking anything better to do, opted to lay in bed next to Ken for a couple hours until he woke up. He mentioned the good times everyone had the night before, and how his biggest regret was not having to help me put my clothes on or walk to the car from the night before, it was just that my state made me have to cut out so early. Coincidentally, this is also my biggest regret.

Ken made breakfast over at Justin's, and then we headed down to Balboa Park with the boys. We walked past the cruising/sunbathing men, who apparently meet there and consumate in the bushes or a bathroom. That seems rather dangerous for my tastes, from a legal standpoint, so that's one thing he'll never have to worry about. We ended up at the Prado, where the boys had appetizers and drinks, and then I headed off to rehearsal. After rehearsal, or lack thereof, we hung out at Justin's before going to Flick's and Rich's.

Just before we left, Ken and I went back to get changed, and ended up having sex. I liked the underwear he was wearing, and he liked that I liked it :) I didn't drink enough before I left, so I wasn't as tipsy as I would have liked, but I still had a great great time. The DJ was a little awkward; he took forever to get the music going, and only kept it up for a little while before taking it back down again. I caught the attention of two gents, one of whom asked about my relationship status, and the other who actually felt me up as I was walking by. I found them both very flattering, and would happily have taken the first guy up if I hadn't been with Ken. Ken later informed me that a great number of other guys were checking me out, too, and he was happy that it was him I went home with. I hadn't been anticipating sex, since we had just had it a few hours ago, but I always try to be prepared all the same, and I was glad I did, because it was pretty amazing.

Monday was very chilled, and we went to Glenn's house again. This time I was both much more careful about my drinking, and about making sure I had eaten. I actually ate a little too much, so I didn't end up having sex later, but I still had a lovely afternoon. Ken didn't have so much fun; not for any particular reason, he just wasn't in a party mood. These things happen. He's out at a conference today, and I resisted the urge earlier this morning to hop onto A4A. I'm not really certain how often I should go outside of us, but I'm not comfortable cruising for it while he's at work...at least, not yet.