whoo heeeeeeeee it's hot
actually I have no clue right now. I haven't been outside this morning. But hey, up before ten am! I've been dating this fucking awesome guy Brian. He's unreal. The only thing is that a week ago, he told me he just wanted us to be friends, then this weekend at a party we talked about it some more (beer loosens the tongue and we didn't know anyone else there) and he said, he'd been in too many relationships where sex ruined it. And he cared so much for me he didn't want sex to ruin it right now. I agree with this, I totally jump right in then run away before things get shitty. I don't however think he told Don or Terry this. Because after I took off with him thursday night and then partied with others mother got really upset and vengeful at me taking my apartment keys away and telling me I can only be in the apt when she's there and that if I don't get home before she's in bed I'm locked out. So I've spent the past couple nights crashing at Terry's. But the first night I did Brian had already gone to bed when Don and I found out my mom locked me out, and he told me to go crawl in bed with Brian and I'm like...wtf? no....so I just said "he's really tired, needs his sleep, I'll sleep out here"
Weirdness.....
Anyhow, I've been hanging out with Brian since oh, Saturday night, so I think I need a few days off now it's wednesday.
But he's crazy amazing. He's from Nova Scotia of all places. It figures I'd fall for a Scotian boy. Re-tard-ded. He's taller than me, he's got gorgeous bone structure and he works for a landscaping company that removes trees so he's outside all day working. He's got fabulous muscles and is nicely tanned too. And every time he comes home he smells like trees. I met him a month ago when I was hanging out with Igor and Josh these guys who live a couple of apts down. We were all out on the balcony drinking and smoking and this guy walked throught the parking lot with pizza so we told him to come on up....he laughed but came back out and said his buddies weren't home yet, so he'd give us some pizza if we let him in. Turns out he'd just moved here a month and a half ago. Asked me about clubs and shit. Of course I work at the Jungle Room so I had to bump that place. But it turned out he's down with the electronica and spins himself. He's also a drummer. I have yet to hear him spin, but saturday night at the party I heard him drum so it was wicked. I can't wait to hear him spin.
But he's such a fucking gentleman, he'll fucking murder anyone who hurts me, he pays for everything, even now, he wont let me carry shit. Opens the doors yadda yadda. Fuck. I found a keeper and I don't know what to do. Well I guess we'll just be friends. And neither of us can ruin it this way. We only slept together a few times. And I'm pretty sure he's not as sexually experienced as me. He told me he's "not that sexual, in fact he hasn't had sex in a while" But that doesn't matter to me. That's what makes it hard. He's so hot I have a hard time keeping my hands off him. But at the same time right now it's a really good thing we're not sexually involved. There's no baggage.
Anyhow, I had my court date, I'm not going to jail, we're talking probation for six to twelve months. I don't know what that means though. So....we'll see.
But I'm hungry and I want to watch the telly. I'll be catching up on everyone's journal later.
Love Steffi.