|We're the Chemists Who Found the Formula to Make Your Heart Swell and Burst...
||[May. 19th, 2006|05:51 am]
Okay. Time for a coherent post. I was propositioned not once, but twice tonight, by not two but THREE people. I was making out with this girl who I was kind of okay with, I told her I didn't want to do anything, because I was on the rag (which I am, it feels like I have the fuckin' anti-Christ trying to claw it's way out of my uterus). She asked if I wanted to go to her appartment, for what I assumed, would be a slightly heavier makeout session. I was probably a bit drunker than I should have been at that point. Clothes started coming off, and I was okay with that, then her BOYFRIEND steps in to join the fun. Did I miss the memo?
So I beat a hasty retreat with the excuse that I still needed to buy my bus ticket to Portland tomorrow (today, really), and that I couldn't fuck around, since I would fall asleep and not wake up to catch my bus (also true).
So I came back to "my" apartment, got my ticket after a bit of a struggle, then Quenton and Sean came over to bum cigarettes. Sean went to bed before Quenton or I finished, so we talked about music. I asked if he wanted to go somewhere else, since Paula was sleeping, and drunk people talk loud. so we went to his apartment, and he put on a recording of him playing. We talked about bands for about a minute, him standing far closer than necessary, but I looked it over (he tends to do that when he's drunk). And he says "I'll get right to the point, I hear you're a great kisser." ... ...
Followed closely by "I'm going to kiss you when the solo hits." He grabbed me, spun me around and ... kissing seems a bit light of a term for that.. I let this continue for a few moments, broke away, patted his shoulder and said "That's enough for tonight."
Now, am I missing something here? So far as I know, I was just acting normal. Normal for my friends back home, but not any different than I would for any of my friends back home. Did my sarcasm fall flat? Did, somewhere in these interactions, I give them the wrong impression? And more to the point, does this make me a tease, or a slut?
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