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all… erm, some about my Adventure

so when last i was here…

Saturday: broke it off with Lisa :(
Sunday: get a message to “show up at [her] door tomorrow (today), and we’ll see what happens”
Monday: got my ass to Valpo with a severe quickness! i’m a sucker for great women. so we hung out the first day, and while on our first walk together, she suddenly stops and we sit down against a tree. she puts her head on my shoulder (awww), and we talk about things. i ended up deciding that i will endure her polyamorous urges for her, even though i really still have a hard time dealing with it.
rest of week: had tons of fun… went to Lake Michigan and jumped in with our clothes (mostly) on. my head’s still swirling from the sheer joy of it all, so i cannot relate the exact chronology at this moment… but we kissed, held hands, hugged, and generally shared a lot of sweetness and affection. (p.s., aside from being an insanely smart, funny, and multitalented person, she’s also a true knockout with an oversized heart… *gush* i love this gurl!)

we didn’t have sex or anything, so don’t even ask. naughty, naughty livejournallers! bendt ovah fohr zie schpankenennnnnn!

i did, however, get to sleep at her side the first two nights *siiiiigh* :). after that, i felt all guilty for taking up space and stuff and i sooooo didn’t want to bother her roommate Moni (who’s really cool, btw- but is taking some heavy, heavy courses), so i rented a motel room for about $40/night. which of course drained the bulk of my spending ca$h, but oh well.

man, things worked out pretty well i think, except that i’m always a little on the shy side at first (before i turn into a lil’ monster anyway), and i did fuck up one night by letting myself down and affecting others because of it, but she showed me the light and brought me back to reality. so i didn’t overall come off very confidently, i don’t think. she doesn’t know that i used up my confidence points already in another arena though. and anyway, i hate acting like a cocky bastard the first time i meet someone. i’ll turn Him loose later, heh. (but jayzuss goddamn christ, the wounded puppy-dog approach needs to GO. wtf is rong wif me??!)

but anyway… so yeah, she’s a fuckin phe*NOM*enal kisser… at one point, we literally couldn’t pull ourselves away from each other. *sigh* that was fun ;)

only a coupla things i was sort of disappointed in: the last night, i was TRYing to give her one of my “special” massages (which is supPOSED to be pretty erotic, heh), but i fucked it all up because my damn knees hurt on the hard linoleum floor and i couldn’t really bend like i wanted to because of it. that, and the fact that my overall presentation was sometimes kinda lame. and there was a gift i really really wanted to give her on thursday morning, but dammit, the opportunity wasn’t there for a few different stoopid reasons. eh, maybe i can mail it to her.

Friday: i had to leave (yeah, hated it; i was bawling in the car the whole way home – god damn i love that gurl) her boyfriend was supposed to come over, and she says she’s going to tell him about us and see what happens. i hope it goes well. i mean, i don’t want to compete or anything, but she refuses to make a choice between us (which is almost really unfair for the both of us guys, all things considered, but “she’s worth it” is what i keep telling myself). so either he and i both play along with HER rules, or one or both of us has to drop out… not looking too good for ANY of us.

but she’s my best friend, and i know that i want to be there for a very long time… *twisty-tummy sigh* no matter what happens, i guess…

By jae

jae lethe (he/she/they) is a blogger, musician, artist, poet, web developer/designer, armchair philosophizer, teller of tales, and gadabout. Also, something he calls a "behavioral artist." (Not sure.) She has plans. BIG plans.

Among the things that he has done for a laugh are minor fractures, cuts, scrapes, and various scabs. Though she's quick to point out that they're no imbecile, we're fairly certain that he thinks the word means some kind of medieval pharmacist.

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