Boy Diary

EUROPEAN ADVENTURES!

Mon, 11 Aug 2008 14:58:43 -0700

Dear Diary,

Sorry I haven't written in so long-but I've been in Europe! Let me catch you up on my sexy adventures so far...

July 14th, 2008

Mon, 14 Jul 2008 10:39:01 -0700

Dear Diary,

Things with the 21-year-old from work have been heating up. We spent another night out bar hopping, this time in the gaybourhood. My new male companion is quite the pretty boy, and was drawing a lot of attention from men, who’d constantly come up to him to ask if he was gay, or there with me? We followed the evening by a nice long walk… to a parking lot. Pretty Boy drives our work’s production van, which also makes for a convenient motel on wheels. We hopped in and folded down the seats to make some room to properly maneuver. We had sex…twice…and it was steamy.

July 8th, 2008

Little Miss X-Rated — Tue, 8 Jul 2008 14:31:06 -0700

Dear Diary,
So it seems my hopes to lock up the naughty chapter of my diary and starting fresh has gone amiss. I’ve reformed to my old ways, and so I’m back to write down every juicy detail. It started when I decided I needed a crush to distract me from my ex. I’d been going to a weekly pub trivia night with friends, and directed the focus of my crushing on the adorable Quizmaster.

June 24, 2008

Little Miss X-Rated — Tue, 24 Jun 2008 10:52:12 -0700

Dear Diary,

A sexy rocker once said, “It’s better to burn out than fade away”. Well, when it comes to relationships, I tend to take the opposite approach. I have a talent for dragging things out with a guy well beyond our expiration date, grasping at any hope that if we just try a little longer, we can make it work. This is until, of course, it has been dragged through the mud so long that the relationship is left totally lifeless.

June 2, 2008

Mon, 2 Jun 2008 09:29:58 -0700

Dear Diary,

I just got home from the most anticipated chick flick of the year. Of course I mean Sex And The City: The Movie. It was a week ago that things ended with Matt, formerly known as Mr. X, and this movie seemed the perfect way to start my first weekend of being single… yet again.

I loved every second of it. The movie, that is. The thought of things being done with Matt feels like a knot in my gut that is starting to loosen, but won’t go away. I also bawled my eyes out – during the movie and over him. As I walked out of the theatre I couldn’t help wondering, could Mr. X have been my Mr. Big?

May 26th, 2008

Mon, 26 May 2008 09:44:19 -0700

Dear Diary,
I haven’t eaten in over a day, or left my bed in 24 hours. As you may have guessed, Mr. X and I are over.

It started a while ago, these feelings of dread, but I kind of knew what we were heading for after the finale of Grey’s Anatomy the other night. These two kids with terminal brain tumors are saying goodbye, and the guy says, “I’m not finished loving you”. After the episode I stood in the shower and cried. Matt is never going to be in love with me. At least if we end it now, I will be ok. If we wait any longer, I might be in love with him, and I just can’t handle that. Oh, Mr. X was really named Matt. I feel he’s finally deserving of a real name after two and a half months.

May 13, 2008

Tue, 13 May 2008 13:16:15 -0700

Dear Diary,
Sorry I haven’t written in a while. I guess I’ve been pretty preoccupied with Mr. X. We’ve been dating for two months now, and we’ve had “the talk” (finally). Basically, he says that he doesn’t want to jump into anything too fast – so even though he’s basically my “boyfriend”, we’re not defining anything right now. Hmmm, that seemed to make more sense in my head than it does in writing. I get it though – he needs to sort some things out in his life before he can get too serious with me. And I’m happy with how things are right now. I still feel like there’s so much more to know about him, yet I feel a strong connection. I definitely see potential for something great with Mr. X. We’ve also said that we don’t want to see other people. Speaking of which…

April 21, 2008

Tue, 22 Apr 2008 08:27:51 -0700

Dear Diary,

I just came back from a weekend up North with some friends. Despite the spring-like weather in the city, drive three hours north and it’s more like Ice Storm ’98. Without power, the only thing to do was drink and talk about sex - two of my favorite past times. I began to reminisce about my ex from University who had an obsession with my ass. Not in the normal “I like big butts” way, but more of an “I like the taste” kind of thing. Ya.

He would wake me up in the middle of the night with his tongue in my…well, my “other special place”, telling me he’d been dreaming about it. He was also a huge fan of anal sex. We did it a hand full of times, but frankly, the sensation of pooping backwards just wasn’t a turn-on for me. Neither was the aftermath. I’ll just leave it at that, although sitting with my friends around the fire, I went into great detail about the sounds and sights that would follow. I eventually had to make my butt off limits to him. Anal was not something I’d done before, but after dating a guy for over three years, you eventually try a lot of things.

April 7, 2008

Mon, 7 Apr 2008 11:18:23 -0700

On the night of my 25th Birthday, almost exactly a year since my single life began, I met him… Mr. X.

My first meeting with him at The Drake had gone well, and I planned to see his band play again the following weekend. My girlfriend K-Dubb and I headed to Mod Club on the Saturday night, and after the show I went up and said hi, feeling a bit nervous. Since our meeting a few days earlier I wasn’t sure what he was thinking…he had been really sweet at The Drake, but maybe he was just being polite? The rest of the night I danced with my friends, had some drinks (ok, several drinks), and then found him again. It was close to last call, and we went to the bar to do a shot, then headed back to the dance floor. He was super sweet, dancing with me and the girls. When it was time to go home he asked if I wanted to come back with him to a friend’s house…I said sure!

March 27th, 2008

Thu, 27 Mar 2008 11:11:23 -0700

Dear Diary,

So much has happened since I last wrote…where to begin?! Well, first of all, I ended up getting a call from The Boy (the 21 year old who I’d had a one night stand with 5 months ago). He asked if I wanted to come meet up with him at a bar, and since I happened to be near by, I went. After an hour of me teasing him about how crappy he’d acted in the past, I follow him home. We didn’t have sex, but talked for hours, and then he let his fingers do the talking. (Did I actually just write that?) Well I certainly don’t learn from the past, because I basically haven’t heard from him since. That’s fine with me, because I’ve moved on to bigger and better things.

Before I get to that, though, here’s what else has happened. It was my good friend K-Dub’s Birthday a couple of weeks ago, and doesn’t Goldilocks AND one of my other ex-relationships both show up to the party. I don’t know why I’d been so into Blondie. Seeing him that night did make me feel a bit sick, but mostly because I felt freakin’ stupid that I’d been so into a guy after only two dates (who frankly wasn’t all that special).