Saturday, March 17, 2007

After the last entry, I couldn't sleep for anything. It sucked because I knew I had to work, and that I wasn't going to be able to sleep after work as I had plans with Wend and had to go with Doug a happy birthday. I ended up calling in, but I got Meg to cover my shift. This turned out to be a very wise decision on my part. Because when I did finally sleep (exhausted, and hungry) it seemed to break me out of whatever shit hole I was falling into. I think if I'd gone things would have been horrible.

Also after the last entry, but before sleep took me, I ordered some Billie Piper cds; some more Trek books, but only because I learned all of these items were out of print, and I didn't want to miss a chance at having them. There are tons of other things that I want, which I'm not buying right and left, because they'll be there a month from now, you know?

I also watched the latest Smallville episode, which was called "Promise". It wasn't a perfect episode, but it was one of those episodes that changes the whole show, and really pays off on things that have been building for years, without the kind of reset button that really annoys me. I don't love this show; I really don't, but I like it a lot. lol

Sleep was filled with odd images. Most of them stemming from that episode of Smallville, mixed in with stuff about my sister Janice, and our childhood, which oddly enough, popped up in conversation with Wendy later.

When Mark got home, he cleaned up a bit, while I shaved and showered. I had helped him check for Bitserve related business earlier, and there didn't seem to be anything dire. Wendy came over around 9pm, and we watched two episodes of Torchwood ("Small Worlds" & "Countrycide"). Wendy continues to amuse me, and we could be really good friends. Too bad she's leaving for Ohio when she graduates in April. She seems interested in staying in touch, and hanging out though, which is cool.

We went to Necto after that and I listened to her stories about her mom, their cat, drugs, sex, birth control - it was all fun. I paid for her to get in, as I felt bad that we'd only be there as short time; the girl that works the door that lets me in for free wasn't there; it was $10.00; blah. We found Doug & I wished him happy birthday. He invited me to another party for him at Backstreet tonight, where I could get in for free, but I don't know that I'd enjoy going to Backstreet; especially since I have no clue how to get there.

We left in a hurry, after maybe 10 minutes, as I was starving and wanted pizza from Little Caesars. Wendy started asking questions about my eating, and I gave her the whole sordid story, which seemed to shock her, and I got a sense that she really cared about me, and wanted to help me. It was unexpected, and personal and intimate. The kind of thing that can make or break a friendship, and it made ours stronger. We continued to talk until we got back to the condo where we watched two more episodes of Torchwood ("Greeks Bearing Gifts" & "They Keep Killing Suzie"). Though Wendy was falling asleep at that point. We chatted some more, and agreed we'd take some pictures of us on her next visit, where we plan on finishing off Torchwood; there are only 5 episodes she hasn't seen now. We hugged goodnight, and then she was gone.

After she left I jumped online, and chatted at gay.com yet again. I met some new people. I talked to others I'd met recently. Eventually Travis Kelley tracked me down, and chatted me up, while I also chatted with Corey on yahoo.messenger. It was a good time. Corey & I might hang out today, but it's just as likely that we won't hang out until next week, when his car is fixed. He owns a cat, and it's a shedder, and I'm allergic. And it would suck to drive out to Troy, drive back to Ann Arbor to hang out (that's 2 hours right there), then drive him back to Troy, and then back home again. It would be a lot simpler for him to drive out here. So, yeah, probably not hanging out today, but we talked about it, and everything is good, which is...well...good. ;-0)

Oh, and I told Corey about my blog, so he's probably going to read this. He seemed to enjoy it.

After all that I was exhausted, but really horny. I jacked off, and showered. And wrote this.

Now that I think about it more...I think I have a bit of a crush on Wendy. Not a crush exactly. But you know how straight guys sometimes have a crush on another guy, and it's not really sexual - it's just...a crush. It's like that. I just want to spend more time with her is all. And she's fun. We argue and laugh, and it's nice to hear someone else talk about missing Mollie. I feel like I whine about missing Mollie to everyone, and it's nice to hear it coming from someone else. I'm really not happy about her moving away so soon after me "losing" Mollie.

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