B12 - Game Over

Bakers Dozen c/o KB via ej.
- Get a call - Hammy's invited to camp for the weekend. Let the hoochie-ness begin!
- Prep myself for a positively hoochiefied weekend: 3 dates, 3 different guys, no strings. All a healthy distraction from theOofA, who has been getting kinda serious on me. Oh and a house party to boot.
- Wake up early, to go shopping, and take care of some Hammy-related biz, before Date 1.
- Date 1: sorta geeky with definite scrub tendencies. We meet for a late lunch. He's much cooler in person than on the phone, so the date goes smooth. BUT he definitely is backburner material.
- Date 3: geeky, no scrub tendencies here. However, he calls early, and tries to overstep Date 2 - and is over-the-sexual-top on the phone. Hm, I'm feeling like cancelling Date 3 already.
- Date 2: blows me off. Oh well - on to the party.
- The party's cancelled? Dayum!
- theOofA calls, wants to come over. Of course luv - I've been wanting to see you.
- Snuggling with theOofA, watching a movie, drinking wine, eating popcorn...nice....
- theOofA spends the night. Not strictly plataonic, but not exactly intimate either. I blow off Date 3.
- We chill all day, sleeping off the wine, etc. It's cool, having the potential to do this again...
- theOofA's wife calls me. Tells me to stop calling her husband. That Mother-Fucker.
I can't even front. I just want to pack up all my toys, and step the f&*% outta the sandbox. Game over - I just don't want to play anymore.
Comments
ooooh gurl! now you know that was just tooooo funny. shoot, with a lil more detail, that's a novel all by itself. why can't you just write a book 'bout your blog? wanda sykes can play you... LOL
Posted by: bliss | August 2, 2005 08:49 PM