OMG I HAVE ANOTHER DATE!!!
I was partially expecting for Chris to wake up Sunday morning and think "WTF? Why the hell did I say that was a date?" Well I guess he didn't. We talked Sunday night and tonight online. And we have a date planned for tomorrow night when I get off work at 8pm. He is taking me to Bubble Island in Ann Arbor. I've never been there but according to Katelyn it's like tea with gummy bears. I'll probably look at the website tomorrow so I'm not completely clueless. So that's the good news.
The bad news is that I found a condom wrapper next to my bed today. Apparently when I was in Lansing Katelyn let two of her friends sleep in my room and they decided to fuck in it. It would have been nice to know about that before I slept in it for a week. I am now waiting for the sheets and quilt to dry so I can go to bed. I certainly don't want to sleep in those sheets. I doubt things with Chris will go that far for awhile but I wouldn't want to have dirty sheets if he stayed the night. Anyway, Katelyn feels really bad and is going to have a talk with her friends about it. I've only met the guy once (a 19 yr old frat boy himbo) and I have no clue who the chick was. Having possibly slept in sheets with stranger fluids for a week is not a fun thing to think about.
I'm stressing about what to wear and what the hell to do tomorrow night. I was telling Lynlee online earlier that it's so much easier to know how to act and what to wear when you know the night will end with nakedness. That way I know where it's going and that it doesn't really matter what I wear. Of course he's seen me come to class in pajama pants, sick as a dog, to take a final. I just need to remember to breathe and to stop acting like a teenager. Wait! I was never an actual teenager. I went from innocent to serious relationships. Well, there's a first time for everything.
The bad news is that I found a condom wrapper next to my bed today. Apparently when I was in Lansing Katelyn let two of her friends sleep in my room and they decided to fuck in it. It would have been nice to know about that before I slept in it for a week. I am now waiting for the sheets and quilt to dry so I can go to bed. I certainly don't want to sleep in those sheets. I doubt things with Chris will go that far for awhile but I wouldn't want to have dirty sheets if he stayed the night. Anyway, Katelyn feels really bad and is going to have a talk with her friends about it. I've only met the guy once (a 19 yr old frat boy himbo) and I have no clue who the chick was. Having possibly slept in sheets with stranger fluids for a week is not a fun thing to think about.
I'm stressing about what to wear and what the hell to do tomorrow night. I was telling Lynlee online earlier that it's so much easier to know how to act and what to wear when you know the night will end with nakedness. That way I know where it's going and that it doesn't really matter what I wear. Of course he's seen me come to class in pajama pants, sick as a dog, to take a final. I just need to remember to breathe and to stop acting like a teenager. Wait! I was never an actual teenager. I went from innocent to serious relationships. Well, there's a first time for everything.