You don't have to be a prostitute
Well, call me conflicted.
Or, barring that, call me a slave to hormones.
I said I didn't want a summer fling, but I don't see how this could be anything but. I leave for Idaho late August, and she returns to Croatia in September. I don't want this to be short lived, but that is some impressive distance between us, and I don't want her to feel repressed by some guy on the other side of the planet.
Anyway, she left for Sitka this morning. I'll see her again in a few days, hopefully with my head in less of a fog.
Of course, the ladies pick this exact moment to be all up ons. The barista at Valentine's sat down next to me today (Whhooaaa, scandalous!), the new girl at work is being extra friendly (Though maybe it's because she's very Christian), I may still be imagining la jefa, but if I'm not, then she's friendlier as well. I think I flirt without realizing it, because I've never been good at it.
Of course, I always notice these things more when I'm with somebody, so hopefully I'm just imagining it. But my only reference materials on this sort of thing are Archie books and, well, they're not exactly helpful.
Also, I'm not yet totally 100% sure that I did not simply imagine Tuesday night, because it still seams a bit surreal. I'll leave you with that bit of vagueness and disappear from the land of internet.
Or, barring that, call me a slave to hormones.
I said I didn't want a summer fling, but I don't see how this could be anything but. I leave for Idaho late August, and she returns to Croatia in September. I don't want this to be short lived, but that is some impressive distance between us, and I don't want her to feel repressed by some guy on the other side of the planet.
Anyway, she left for Sitka this morning. I'll see her again in a few days, hopefully with my head in less of a fog.
Of course, the ladies pick this exact moment to be all up ons. The barista at Valentine's sat down next to me today (Whhooaaa, scandalous!), the new girl at work is being extra friendly (Though maybe it's because she's very Christian), I may still be imagining la jefa, but if I'm not, then she's friendlier as well. I think I flirt without realizing it, because I've never been good at it.
Of course, I always notice these things more when I'm with somebody, so hopefully I'm just imagining it. But my only reference materials on this sort of thing are Archie books and, well, they're not exactly helpful.
Also, I'm not yet totally 100% sure that I did not simply imagine Tuesday night, because it still seams a bit surreal. I'll leave you with that bit of vagueness and disappear from the land of internet.