I’m back in town. It’s been a whirlwind. I went to surfer boy’s house a couple of days ago to watch the game. Due to the time of the month, he was the only one who got any satisfaction out of the situation…well, not entirely true, I enjoyed the making out part and the cuddling, but I would have liked a lot more.
He told me I amuse him. He asked if I’m ever going to cook for him (I told him maybe). He tried to get me to sleep over, but I left. I guess it makes me feel like I have some sort of power in the situation by not staying over. We had originally made plans to hang out today, so I’m hoping that still happens.
I have not heard from psuedo cowboy, other than a text about a week ago asking if I were back in town…and then nothing. So I’m not sure if that will happen or not. Admittedly I’m curious about that guy, definitely interested given his background.
Also supposed to meet up with coffee boy, I just need to return his text. The truth is I forget about him. There’s not a spark there with him, but I’m not ready to write him off all the way. I’m giving it one more shot.
I jumped into the ocean last night with my friend, the same one I jumped into the ocean with a couple of weeks ago. He’s good looking and nice and it’s just a slight interest.
The main thing is I need a couple more dates because I’m not trying to get caught up with surfer boy. He’s fun, but I want to keep it that way.
Maybe it’s time to go back on Tinder….
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