Wednesday 8/23, On my way home I called Eric to see if he still wanted to get together and he did so I told him I had to make a phone call and cancel some plans but would call him later to see what he wanted to do. I rescheduled my plans and when I got home hopped in the shower and decided to call Eric again to see if he wanted me to come into Seattle to hang out for the rest of the afternoon / evening, he said he was picking up a new window and would call me back and when he finally did he said he was hanging out with Michael and that if I wanted to hang too that I should come over. I rolled out of the house right before 5:00 and of course ran into traffic, but made it to his place by about 5:30. Michael was cutting Eric’s hair then Eric gave Michael a little trim, cause he’s Italian and hairy. Kay-See called while we were chatting and getting to know each other to comment on my short hair and a funny story, though I didn’t hear it because I told her I would call her later…which I didn’t, but will! The three of us decided to go up to Capitol Hill and Michael and I were talking the whole time, it was fantastic. We parked and ended up at Rosebud but inside because there was some business party outside and Michael was so funny, he approached this one guy and is like “Oh is the business party outside?” and the guy’s all “Yeah, are you here for it?” and Michael says “Yeah, are there free drinks?” and the guy says back “Yeah free drinks and food” Michael: “Perfect!” it was so funny. So Michael goes to check it out or something so Eric orders drinks and buys me a Shirley Temple, I tried to give him money but he rebuffed me, then the three of us sat on the couches and talked and laughed. Michael left again and Eric and I started kissing and when Michael came back he made this face behind Eric’s back, well it was more like doing obscene things with his tongue so I started laughing so hard because it was so unexpected and Eric’s all “What?!” and Michael and I just laughed. We had a few drinks there then decided to go to R-Place to play darts, but on the way made a stop in Toys In Babeland and Eric’s face was so funny when I pointed out the items that I have in my reserves at home, he was all “Serious?!” oh yeah, neither of them had been in there before so I gave some brief explanations about some of the items but I think it just made Eric hornier than anything. We walked over to R-Place and they were playing really great music / music videos so I started dancing while they were getting drinks to Jamiroqai’s “Canned Heat” song and Eric couldn’t keep his hands to himself, or his tongue. We went upstairs and sat on the couches while Michael was “sharking” on guys, then he dedicated the next song that was going to come on to me, and it turned out to be some Bee-Gees song with people dancing in aluminum outfits or something, it was funny. Then he dedicated this Blondie song to me and both of them were like “Oh my God, you look just like Blondie!” which was cute. I went to the bathroom and when I came back Eric said they were talking about me but it was good and that Michael likes me and doesn’t care if we sit and make out in front of him, but I felt a little awkward every time Eric tried that, but I guess Michael seriously didn’t care. Finally we went to play darts and Eric and I danced in between turns and Michael and I kept talking and he kept saying how much he likes me and just wants Eric to be happy, it was really sweet. Eventually their boss got there, Jason, and we talked a little then we all decided to go upstairs to dance even though there was NO ONE up there. Eric and Michael were getting drinks and Eric asked me from across the bar if I wanted anything, like some water, so I said yes please then he picked out a straw for me and put it behind his ear, it was adorable! They all danced for a little bit then Eric pulled me off my stool and made me get out there but I refused to get on the stripper pole. We danced and kissed a lot but I didn’t want to enrage the gays so I tried to keep it PG-13, though it’s hard with Eric, he’s an aggressive one. Then he started break dancing, and it was totally hot, everything he does is fucking hot, I can’t stand it. Michael kept saying “You guys should go home and have fun” like 5 times, but we didn’t because we were having fun there dancing. Finally around 10:45 I told Eric I needed to get going so I said bye to his friends and he walked me to my car, but we didn’t even get down the block before we started making out again for like 10 minutes, then we started walking again and he said I was so hot and he wanted me so bad and I was smiling and he asked me what and I said that’s it’s just nice to feel attractive and desired and that I wasn’t so used to that, so he said a lot of complimentary things and that I should know that stuff and think it about myself anyway. I always get the impression from Eric that he wants to rip my clothes off and that’s a flattering thing. So anyway, we got to the street where my car was but we only got halfway up it before he pushed me up against this chain link fence and started kissing me again, cripes, so then we made it to my car but he pushed me up against that and we started making out AGAIN for another 10 minutes or so before I said I had to go, but that I would drive him back to the club and he massaged my neck and back of my head until we got there. I told him I would call him the next day so we could talk about meeting up before Neighbours, though we’re both being up front with each other about what we expect and that neither of us want to jump into anything serious and that we don’t want to get sick of each other, so I think that’s a good sign. Earlier in the night he had also said that he wants to be my friend even if I decide I don’t want to make out with him anymore that we should still be friends and hang out. I thought that was a novel idea, so we’ll see what happens. Maybe he could be my fuck buddy. I’m in the market for one of those, plus I have to find out if it can really exist.
Tuesday 8/22, After work I hit Barnes and Noble and walked out with two magazines I didn’t need, but Clive Owen and Jonathan Rhys Meyers on the covers? I couldn’t walk away without those. At home I relaxed then showered and prepared for my hair cut with Sean. I left the house at 6:15 and was hoping that traffic on I-90 wouldn’t make me late. It didn’t, in fact I got there 10 minutes early and Sean was running 20 minutes behind so I got to read up on all the celebrity gossip in People. When he was finished Sean called me over to his chair and the dialogue commenced. I got right down to business and asked him about Capricorns and how well they do with Leos and he gave me mixed reviews: their stereotype is that they’re boring but grounded, though he made sure to point out that his best friend is a Capricorn and the boring thing isn’t true at all. I didn’t get much else out of him and instead the conversation turned to Eric and how he’s got tattoos and rides an ’82 Honda and Sean goes, “Karrah, you’re dating me! Well, Sean Light, you can’t handle the real thing: Sean Regular” it was so funny, we were both cracking up and I was trying to be mock-creepy like, well Sean that’s the idea. So for the rest of my hair cut (it took an hour and a half) we referred to him as “Sean Light” and to me as a home wrecker. I told him to watch out because he’s next. I said they’re similar but Eric has red hair and Sean goes “If you even say I have red hair I’m going to fuck your hair up. You’ll look like a lesbian by the time you walk out of here” which I laughed so hard at. There’s some stuff that I can’t talk about but I have to make note that I was flattered when he “propositioned” me. It’s not how it sounds, trust. He also told me as he was washing my hair that I had really great eyebrows, especially from the angle he was at, so that was awesome. Anyway, we talked about Kassie, how well Sean would do in jail, 80’s music that he loves and hates, his band’s new material, his baby, his baby-mama, more about Capricorns and his clients and basketball heads. He’s very flattering and I only wish I could justify getting my hair cut more than once every 5-6 weeks. Oh well. Maybe I’ll see if he can trim up my bangs a little more in a few weeks. I finally left there at 9:00 with some black guy checking me out saying “Hey baby girl, how you doin?” I was all, “Um, fine” nervous laughter. I drove home and made a snack then went up to my room to disrobe until Eric got there. He called at 10 to tell me it was going to be an hour so I watched tv, took some myspace style pictures and played on my computer until I saw him pull in. We talked for awhile on my bed about movies and what was worth $.50 and what wasn’t, then we started making out. It got plenty hot and heavy though I won’t go into the details this time, but I will say, the boy knows what he’s doing and definitely had a few tricks up his, uh, sleeve. Around 2:30 I kicked him out because I needed to go to bed, but before that we kind of slow danced to a Beck song that was playing, but mostly it was just making out standing up. Also for the record, again, he is a scratcher and a biter, yeow. In a good way though. He said something that I don’t want to write on here but this will serve as a reminder to write down somewhere else because it’s too funny to forget. We basically just laughed and made out for two and a half hours again, and it was fantastic.
Monday 8/21, Did my long walk after work then relaxed in my room until it was time for dinner. I made an omelet with tomato and turkey, and of course cheddar cheese. Susan and I decided to go to Nordstrom Rack so I showered and did my hair, got all done up, drove down only to see they were closed for inventory. Boo! So we went home and instead of lying around I went on a kitchen-cleaning binge. First up I finished cleaning the individual tiles on the backsplash, then I chipped away all of the grout that had gotten into the space around and in the outlets, that was tough. After that I wiped down some of the cabinets which led me to the microwave which I thoroughly cleaned including the wire rack and turning tray (it was all pretty gross) then onto the stove. First I had to get a razor blade out and scrape as much crap off as I could because stuff gets baked on and it won’t come off any other way except with the blade, so I did that then wiped it down, and while it dried I got out the Soft Scrub and a sponge and cleaned the kitchen sink, but as I was trying to rinse it out I was getting increasingly irritated that the silver part of the pull out had come apart and fallen down into the nozzle so I got the flashlight out determined to try and fix it, I opened up the doors underneath the sink and saw the problem immediately, though I wasn’t sure I would be able to remedy it, but guess what, I did it, I fucking fixed the sink that not even stupid B could do, I was elated. I was so elated in fact that I got the stove top glass cleaner out and went to town on that next, though it’s not totally spotless but I did the best job I could. I did a few more little things like wipe down the outside of the stove and the knives holder and by that time it was 10:00, I spent an hour and a half in there cleaning and listening to my Decemberist cds, but it felt good to have that stuff cleaned up because it gets nasty and none of it’s going to clean itself. I was feeling a little frisky so I called Eric and left him a voicemail to call me if he wanted. Around 10:40 he did, and I said, I was calling because I wanted to see if you wanted to come over and make out but… and he asked but what, I said he was probably tired after work and everything and that it was late. He said he really wanted to and kept saying “Why didn’t you call me earlier? I could have taken a nap…at work I guess…ha” so we laughed and he asked if I was still going to be feeling frisky tomorrow night, I told him I assumed so and we made plans for him to come over then and potentially keep our date for Wednesday as well. We’ll see, he kept saying, we better see what your hair guy says though, you may change your mind after you talk to him. It was fun, he told some girls to shut up cause he was on a 1-900 call and couldn’t hear anything and I thought I heard one of them saying “Oh are you talking to her? Sorry” so that makes me wonder a little…so anyway, he kept saying he wanted to come over but he’d been up until 5:30 the night before, we made our plans and said good night. I got ready for bed, put on my new Grant Lee Phillips cd and read a chapter in my book. I’m almost done with it, only like 3 more chapters. Eek!
Tuesday 8/22, After work I hit Barnes and Noble and walked out with two magazines I didn’t need, but Clive Owen and Jonathan Rhys Meyers on the covers? I couldn’t walk away without those. At home I relaxed then showered and prepared for my hair cut with Sean. I left the house at 6:15 and was hoping that traffic on I-90 wouldn’t make me late. It didn’t, in fact I got there 10 minutes early and Sean was running 20 minutes behind so I got to read up on all the celebrity gossip in People. When he was finished Sean called me over to his chair and the dialogue commenced. I got right down to business and asked him about Capricorns and how well they do with Leos and he gave me mixed reviews: their stereotype is that they’re boring but grounded, though he made sure to point out that his best friend is a Capricorn and the boring thing isn’t true at all. I didn’t get much else out of him and instead the conversation turned to Eric and how he’s got tattoos and rides an ’82 Honda and Sean goes, “Karrah, you’re dating me! Well, Sean Light, you can’t handle the real thing: Sean Regular” it was so funny, we were both cracking up and I was trying to be mock-creepy like, well Sean that’s the idea. So for the rest of my hair cut (it took an hour and a half) we referred to him as “Sean Light” and to me as a home wrecker. I told him to watch out because he’s next. I said they’re similar but Eric has red hair and Sean goes “If you even say I have red hair I’m going to fuck your hair up. You’ll look like a lesbian by the time you walk out of here” which I laughed so hard at. There’s some stuff that I can’t talk about but I have to make note that I was flattered when he “propositioned” me. It’s not how it sounds, trust. He also told me as he was washing my hair that I had really great eyebrows, especially from the angle he was at, so that was awesome. Anyway, we talked about Kassie, how well Sean would do in jail, 80’s music that he loves and hates, his band’s new material, his baby, his baby-mama, more about Capricorns and his clients and basketball heads. He’s very flattering and I only wish I could justify getting my hair cut more than once every 5-6 weeks. Oh well. Maybe I’ll see if he can trim up my bangs a little more in a few weeks. I finally left there at 9:00 with some black guy checking me out saying “Hey baby girl, how you doin?” I was all, “Um, fine” nervous laughter. I drove home and made a snack then went up to my room to disrobe until Eric got there. He called at 10 to tell me it was going to be an hour so I watched tv, took some myspace style pictures and played on my computer until I saw him pull in. We talked for awhile on my bed about movies and what was worth $.50 and what wasn’t, then we started making out. It got plenty hot and heavy though I won’t go into the details this time, but I will say, the boy knows what he’s doing and definitely had a few tricks up his, uh, sleeve. Around 2:30 I kicked him out because I needed to go to bed, but before that we kind of slow danced to a Beck song that was playing, but mostly it was just making out standing up. Also for the record, again, he is a scratcher and a biter, yeow. In a good way though. He said something that I don’t want to write on here but this will serve as a reminder to write down somewhere else because it’s too funny to forget. We basically just laughed and made out for two and a half hours again, and it was fantastic.
Monday 8/21, Did my long walk after work then relaxed in my room until it was time for dinner. I made an omelet with tomato and turkey, and of course cheddar cheese. Susan and I decided to go to Nordstrom Rack so I showered and did my hair, got all done up, drove down only to see they were closed for inventory. Boo! So we went home and instead of lying around I went on a kitchen-cleaning binge. First up I finished cleaning the individual tiles on the backsplash, then I chipped away all of the grout that had gotten into the space around and in the outlets, that was tough. After that I wiped down some of the cabinets which led me to the microwave which I thoroughly cleaned including the wire rack and turning tray (it was all pretty gross) then onto the stove. First I had to get a razor blade out and scrape as much crap off as I could because stuff gets baked on and it won’t come off any other way except with the blade, so I did that then wiped it down, and while it dried I got out the Soft Scrub and a sponge and cleaned the kitchen sink, but as I was trying to rinse it out I was getting increasingly irritated that the silver part of the pull out had come apart and fallen down into the nozzle so I got the flashlight out determined to try and fix it, I opened up the doors underneath the sink and saw the problem immediately, though I wasn’t sure I would be able to remedy it, but guess what, I did it, I fucking fixed the sink that not even stupid B could do, I was elated. I was so elated in fact that I got the stove top glass cleaner out and went to town on that next, though it’s not totally spotless but I did the best job I could. I did a few more little things like wipe down the outside of the stove and the knives holder and by that time it was 10:00, I spent an hour and a half in there cleaning and listening to my Decemberist cds, but it felt good to have that stuff cleaned up because it gets nasty and none of it’s going to clean itself. I was feeling a little frisky so I called Eric and left him a voicemail to call me if he wanted. Around 10:40 he did, and I said, I was calling because I wanted to see if you wanted to come over and make out but… and he asked but what, I said he was probably tired after work and everything and that it was late. He said he really wanted to and kept saying “Why didn’t you call me earlier? I could have taken a nap…at work I guess…ha” so we laughed and he asked if I was still going to be feeling frisky tomorrow night, I told him I assumed so and we made plans for him to come over then and potentially keep our date for Wednesday as well. We’ll see, he kept saying, we better see what your hair guy says though, you may change your mind after you talk to him. It was fun, he told some girls to shut up cause he was on a 1-900 call and couldn’t hear anything and I thought I heard one of them saying “Oh are you talking to her? Sorry” so that makes me wonder a little…so anyway, he kept saying he wanted to come over but he’d been up until 5:30 the night before, we made our plans and said good night. I got ready for bed, put on my new Grant Lee Phillips cd and read a chapter in my book. I’m almost done with it, only like 3 more chapters. Eek!
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