what a way to end a really weird weekend....
....by spending it talking to a stranger on your front porch for like 5 hours in the middle of the night when i should have been sleeping.
heh.
yeah. i dont know how to explain it but it seemed to go along with the weirdness of the last five or so days so i thought "fuck it", and talked to him instead of running into the apartment. he seemed harmless enough. he never really invaded my personal space bubble save one time and he asked me first so that doesnt really count. he was nice and it was interesting. he kept telling me i was a fox. or beautiful. and that i had knowledgable eyes. that part i think was the weirdest. because it would only come in passing, like a sentence in the middle of the story and then the rest of the story. i was perplexed by his smoozing. i was blushing too. i couldnt help it. he was sort of cute. not really my type but cute none the less. and it flattered me to have a total stranger call me a fox.
but this also leads me to why this seems to fit in so perfectly. where did all these boys come from?!? i didnt really ask for any of it, im not really complaining, but WHAT THE HELL?! why cant they be more spaced out. instead of all at the same damn time....i dont get it.
nothing. no play. not even playful flirting for MONTHS, months i tell you, and then WHAM! i dont even try anything on anyone and strange things are afoot. i am confused, entertained and well, just more confused.
oh. when he asked to invade my space bubble he just wanted to pin a safety pin to my chest...not my boob but really the front of my shoulder. he wanted to give me something to remind me of the encounter. hes got a special connection with safety pins...heh...if you really wanna know why ill tell you, its kind of funny.
i finally turned in around 4ish in the morning and left him sitting on my porch. well, when i left this morning he had emptied all the ashtrays and left me a one line note on the neon pink cosmic pizza flyer that has been sitting on the chairs for ages. it said "lets eat garlic and make out" along one side of it. it made me giggle. i have it in my purse.
it was such a strange, random, totally comfortable, satisfying encounter of the late night kind. i have a hunch that ill see him around more. not like lurking but just around. i cant explain it. he'd be a fun friend. but not a hang out all the time friend. does that make sense??
so yeah. thats my night. the weekend was weirder but i dont want to go into that. just know that i enjoyed it just as much as it confused me. and thats alot. yup. alot.
heh.
yeah. i dont know how to explain it but it seemed to go along with the weirdness of the last five or so days so i thought "fuck it", and talked to him instead of running into the apartment. he seemed harmless enough. he never really invaded my personal space bubble save one time and he asked me first so that doesnt really count. he was nice and it was interesting. he kept telling me i was a fox. or beautiful. and that i had knowledgable eyes. that part i think was the weirdest. because it would only come in passing, like a sentence in the middle of the story and then the rest of the story. i was perplexed by his smoozing. i was blushing too. i couldnt help it. he was sort of cute. not really my type but cute none the less. and it flattered me to have a total stranger call me a fox.
but this also leads me to why this seems to fit in so perfectly. where did all these boys come from?!? i didnt really ask for any of it, im not really complaining, but WHAT THE HELL?! why cant they be more spaced out. instead of all at the same damn time....i dont get it.
nothing. no play. not even playful flirting for MONTHS, months i tell you, and then WHAM! i dont even try anything on anyone and strange things are afoot. i am confused, entertained and well, just more confused.
oh. when he asked to invade my space bubble he just wanted to pin a safety pin to my chest...not my boob but really the front of my shoulder. he wanted to give me something to remind me of the encounter. hes got a special connection with safety pins...heh...if you really wanna know why ill tell you, its kind of funny.
i finally turned in around 4ish in the morning and left him sitting on my porch. well, when i left this morning he had emptied all the ashtrays and left me a one line note on the neon pink cosmic pizza flyer that has been sitting on the chairs for ages. it said "lets eat garlic and make out" along one side of it. it made me giggle. i have it in my purse.
it was such a strange, random, totally comfortable, satisfying encounter of the late night kind. i have a hunch that ill see him around more. not like lurking but just around. i cant explain it. he'd be a fun friend. but not a hang out all the time friend. does that make sense??
so yeah. thats my night. the weekend was weirder but i dont want to go into that. just know that i enjoyed it just as much as it confused me. and thats alot. yup. alot.