Green eggs and Spam
I should probably be better about posting. Not for you guys, but for me. It's very important to me to remember these things, and you guys can always skip my KiSA posts. Of which there will be many. I'll LJ cut so the spam that is imminent is somewhat lessened.
KiSA states that I can come over any time, as long as I call and let him know. He'll answer his phone if he's awake, and if he isn't, then I know now to go over. He doesn't like surprises anymore. Of course I'm going to test this theory out. That night, after work I call, but 3:30am, he's already asleep. Occasionally he will be up that late, so it's not impossible that I actually get him in time.
The next night I decide to try again, I call him, this time, at 9:30, and he is awake. I ask if he'll be awake at 11pm, and he says he'll be awake for several hours yet. I ask if I can come over on my lunch, and when he says yes, I make plans to leave work early. I make it to his place about 11:30, and when he lets me in, I make myself at home and eat my lunch. Thai style rice and strawberries. I watch TV while he plays WoW, and they do the Mo Rocca Derby Report, which I find considerably amusing. After he finishes with WoW for the night, we start watching Weird Science. I love just being with him. I love watching him, and poking at him, and teasing him. My efforts to get his attention pay off. He makes an advance, and we end up having sex. Afterwords, I manage to doze off.
He is one of those lucky individuals who seems to be able to drop off to sleep fairly easily. Of course, it's his place, and he is in his comfort zone. He likes having the TV on when he sleeps, for me, I can deal with music, but the TV will engage my attention, so I would rather have it off. Or at least turned down. I do drift off, until the TV switches to the news, and then I somehow can't really sleep anymore. I'm awake when the alarm goes off for the first time. And the second and the third. He gets up to shower. There is something about watching a man get ready for his day that I love to watch. After he leaves, I settle down to sleep again. Just as I do though, my phone rings. It's him. His son is being difficult, and he needs me to leave so he can bring him back to the apartment. He apologizes to me, I tell him that I understand, and I do. I would never do anything to jeopardize his situation. I ask him how long I have to get ready, and he says 20 minutes. Not really long enough for me to shower and get ready, so I just throw my closes on from the day before (I've been keeping a set of clothes, PJ's, and toiletries in my car for impromptu sleepovers), and head out to my car. It's been 10 minutes. As I get there, he calls back saying that it was a false alarm, and I can go back to sleep.
*sigh* I chuckle and tell him I was already out of the apartment. He seems impressed that I would be that fast. I explained to him that I just got my stuff and left, I didn't think I would have enough time for anything more. He says he would be there in 2 hours, I can wait if I want. I tell him I am really in no condition to drive since I didn't sleep much the night before. But I ask him where I can get something to eat since I need calories. He tells me of a few places and when I'm done eating I drive back to his place, roll down the windows, open the sun roof, turn the music on, put the seat back and nap. It's so very hot that day, and I wake up sweating at 11. He isn't back yet, and I'm concerned. I text message him, and he answers he's going to be a while with his son at the school, and I should just go. I drive home and do sleep eventually.
KiSA states that I can come over any time, as long as I call and let him know. He'll answer his phone if he's awake, and if he isn't, then I know now to go over. He doesn't like surprises anymore. Of course I'm going to test this theory out. That night, after work I call, but 3:30am, he's already asleep. Occasionally he will be up that late, so it's not impossible that I actually get him in time.
The next night I decide to try again, I call him, this time, at 9:30, and he is awake. I ask if he'll be awake at 11pm, and he says he'll be awake for several hours yet. I ask if I can come over on my lunch, and when he says yes, I make plans to leave work early. I make it to his place about 11:30, and when he lets me in, I make myself at home and eat my lunch. Thai style rice and strawberries. I watch TV while he plays WoW, and they do the Mo Rocca Derby Report, which I find considerably amusing. After he finishes with WoW for the night, we start watching Weird Science. I love just being with him. I love watching him, and poking at him, and teasing him. My efforts to get his attention pay off. He makes an advance, and we end up having sex. Afterwords, I manage to doze off.
He is one of those lucky individuals who seems to be able to drop off to sleep fairly easily. Of course, it's his place, and he is in his comfort zone. He likes having the TV on when he sleeps, for me, I can deal with music, but the TV will engage my attention, so I would rather have it off. Or at least turned down. I do drift off, until the TV switches to the news, and then I somehow can't really sleep anymore. I'm awake when the alarm goes off for the first time. And the second and the third. He gets up to shower. There is something about watching a man get ready for his day that I love to watch. After he leaves, I settle down to sleep again. Just as I do though, my phone rings. It's him. His son is being difficult, and he needs me to leave so he can bring him back to the apartment. He apologizes to me, I tell him that I understand, and I do. I would never do anything to jeopardize his situation. I ask him how long I have to get ready, and he says 20 minutes. Not really long enough for me to shower and get ready, so I just throw my closes on from the day before (I've been keeping a set of clothes, PJ's, and toiletries in my car for impromptu sleepovers), and head out to my car. It's been 10 minutes. As I get there, he calls back saying that it was a false alarm, and I can go back to sleep.
*sigh* I chuckle and tell him I was already out of the apartment. He seems impressed that I would be that fast. I explained to him that I just got my stuff and left, I didn't think I would have enough time for anything more. He says he would be there in 2 hours, I can wait if I want. I tell him I am really in no condition to drive since I didn't sleep much the night before. But I ask him where I can get something to eat since I need calories. He tells me of a few places and when I'm done eating I drive back to his place, roll down the windows, open the sun roof, turn the music on, put the seat back and nap. It's so very hot that day, and I wake up sweating at 11. He isn't back yet, and I'm concerned. I text message him, and he answers he's going to be a while with his son at the school, and I should just go. I drive home and do sleep eventually.