Dec. 3rd, 2018 12:27 pm
This is Advent
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muckefuckSaturday morning I decided to get a little creative with my calisthenics and do something I used to do routinely, namely lie prone and lift my upper body. But I guess I should have stretched first because I felt something pop on my right side and was like, "That's not good." Fortunately it didn't really start to cramp my style until the next day so I was able to finish cleaning the house for my cocktail guests.
It was rainy and nasty so there were a lot of cancellations, but also a couple pleasant surprises. The neighbours said they'd be too tired to do more than pop by but actually stayed for a couple hours. And during the afternoon I got a brief message from an unlabeled number asking to come. I knew it had to be someone who'd been over before so I played along and all turned out well.
Bear Night was pretty well attended, and there were plenty of cute daddies. Interestingly, all the ones I chatted with turned out to be local--really local, as in a few blocks away. I guess I've seen them before and they haven't really registered? I played around with two of them, one of whom did that manœuvre I'm beginning to get used to where things are going well, you decide to take a break, and then he just wanders off without explanation.
I'd been hitting the whisky hard and felt it the next day but I still managed to drag myself down to the Christkindlmarket for St Nick's supplies. The line at the Sweets Castle was crazy short, as was the one at the food booth next to the pigeonwarmer. Unfortunately I had to wade through a sea of morons to get to each spot.
I couldn't find the crêpeurs so I tried the raclette stand at the entrance. It was a good choice. Two women saw me struggling to take a photo while molten cheese was running down my hand so one stepped in and got some great shots of me licking it off my hand. That will make the thirsty boys happy. There was a really cute dad in cords who I checked out until I felt well and truly creepy. I took off just as it was starting to sprinkle and made it home before any real rain.
The rest of the day was taken up by naps, social media, cat cuddling, and reading. As I was eating a makeshift evening meal, I saw that Pasillero had gotten in touch. I felt unprepared--I hadn't expected a text before Monday morning--and I only reluctantly started chatting but by the end we were flirting like pervs. And while that was happening, one of the other guys who I thought had blown me off definitively got in touch so who knows what's up with that.
It was rainy and nasty so there were a lot of cancellations, but also a couple pleasant surprises. The neighbours said they'd be too tired to do more than pop by but actually stayed for a couple hours. And during the afternoon I got a brief message from an unlabeled number asking to come. I knew it had to be someone who'd been over before so I played along and all turned out well.
Bear Night was pretty well attended, and there were plenty of cute daddies. Interestingly, all the ones I chatted with turned out to be local--really local, as in a few blocks away. I guess I've seen them before and they haven't really registered? I played around with two of them, one of whom did that manœuvre I'm beginning to get used to where things are going well, you decide to take a break, and then he just wanders off without explanation.
I'd been hitting the whisky hard and felt it the next day but I still managed to drag myself down to the Christkindlmarket for St Nick's supplies. The line at the Sweets Castle was crazy short, as was the one at the food booth next to the pigeonwarmer. Unfortunately I had to wade through a sea of morons to get to each spot.
I couldn't find the crêpeurs so I tried the raclette stand at the entrance. It was a good choice. Two women saw me struggling to take a photo while molten cheese was running down my hand so one stepped in and got some great shots of me licking it off my hand. That will make the thirsty boys happy. There was a really cute dad in cords who I checked out until I felt well and truly creepy. I took off just as it was starting to sprinkle and made it home before any real rain.
The rest of the day was taken up by naps, social media, cat cuddling, and reading. As I was eating a makeshift evening meal, I saw that Pasillero had gotten in touch. I felt unprepared--I hadn't expected a text before Monday morning--and I only reluctantly started chatting but by the end we were flirting like pervs. And while that was happening, one of the other guys who I thought had blown me off definitively got in touch so who knows what's up with that.
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