Nov. 16th, 2023 12:04 pm
It's pouring again
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If I'm posting again, it must be about boys, right? I should probably just rename this "Fuckboy Diary" to more accurately reflect its contents. A couple of the latest batch might be actual decent blokes though.
For some reason, my dating life is suddenly hotting up. One could even say it's gotten overheated. I thought I had two dates last week and I had none: one cancelled due to anxiety and the other had only agreed to a date in principle not--as I misunderstood--an actual date on a particular day. I dealt with that disappointment by packing my calendar and now I've got dates from tonight through Sunday. Let's take them in order.
So have I bit off too much? Probably. Fingers crossed I don't suddenly come down with some horrible bug that wipes my calendar clean--especially since my family comes into town next week and I'm also looking to take off a day or two to hang with JR/BB. (We had a "date night" of our own yesterday where he gifted me the very clothes I'll be wearing to meet my latest prince tonight. Hopefully they've been laundered thoroughly enough that his luck isn't also clinging to them!)
For some reason, my dating life is suddenly hotting up. One could even say it's gotten overheated. I thought I had two dates last week and I had none: one cancelled due to anxiety and the other had only agreed to a date in principle not--as I misunderstood--an actual date on a particular day. I dealt with that disappointment by packing my calendar and now I've got dates from tonight through Sunday. Let's take them in order.
- Thursday night: Drinks at Nobody's Darling with SPM. This is the one I'm most excited about despite having met under the most fuckboy of circumstances: I was drunk at the Anvil with friends when a mutual brought him to join our group and I almost immediately started making out with him. Despite living around the corner, he didn't want to take anyone home that night so we exchanged digits and said "another time". Well, hopefully that other time is tonight.
- Friday night: Drinks at My Buddy's with JD. We met under interesting circumstances: A birthday party we were both mildly surprised to be invited to. I didn't feel out of place but he did and I capitalised on this by making out with him a bit. We've had one date that went well enough but he cancelled the follow-up we had for last week. (He seems to suffer from a fair degree of social anxiety, which is annoying but so far not a dealbreaker.) Oh, and he's trans, which is a new thing for me, and says he hasn't dated a cis gay man before, which has my curiosity piqued.
- Saturday morning: Birthday sex with a daddy I've known for several years now. A reliably good time and a welcome palate-cleanser if one or both of the aforementioned dates leaves bad taste in my mouth.
- Saturday night or Sunday afternoon: This is a pretty humpy electrician from near Romeoville who was brought to one of my parties by two of my most reliable providers of available mens. About a month later he told me he was into me and we've been trying ever since to get our schedules to align so I can nail him. Hopefully this is the weekend it finally happens!
- Sunday morning: Another find from one of my parties. Literally someone one of the invitees plucked off the street. He spent the night coming onto to me and--to the surprise of few--after most others had left, we ended up in bed together. I thought he just wanted to hook up again but it seems he's actually angling for a proper date so I'm looking forward to hearing more of his story
So have I bit off too much? Probably. Fingers crossed I don't suddenly come down with some horrible bug that wipes my calendar clean--especially since my family comes into town next week and I'm also looking to take off a day or two to hang with JR/BB. (We had a "date night" of our own yesterday where he gifted me the very clothes I'll be wearing to meet my latest prince tonight. Hopefully they've been laundered thoroughly enough that his luck isn't also clinging to them!)