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1:30 p.m. - 2007-03-07 My airbed collapsed, so I went back home to see Flor and got another one. While I was there, we had a quickie, which was pretty hot. She is on the separation diet and looking good, although she is smoking now. I am putting on weight and need to fix that shit. My son's Mom, who we shall call Sabrina (that was her stripper name back in the day) has started sniffing round and being all nice and supportive now she knows what's going on - or thinks she does - actually I know fuck all myself about what's going on. Especially since a girl at work is making it quite clear that she'd be interested in hooking up even if we both end up going back to our spouses and doing it on the down low. And I've had a crush on her for a while. And yet, I've just systematically lied to all my current and potential fuck buddies - copying and pasting an IM telling them that I'm still away for a while. Why am I doing that? And I may have given myself some pretty bad Kharma with the story I concocted for why I can't talk to Mandi right now. Why am I doing this? Well it's quite clear to me that she's a bit a of a bunnyboiler, and I am not going to be able to shake her via normal means. But why do I want to shake her at all? I have no idea. I guess because I love Flor and want our lives back. *sigh* 0 comments
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