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wat?Ronaan said:Inc livejournal, skip if it bores you.
So since nothing developed on the climbing front, I pretty much did nothing this week except sit around and watch TV / play PS3. I caught a fucking cold again and my sinuses are full of green-yellow goo. Whee, good times.
Yesterday, in a case of extreme cock-rage, I signed up at an online partnership site. Looked at a few profiles near me, and found one girl who had a really pretty picture up. 29 years old (I"m still 35 in case you forgot), short hair, great smile... all that.
Since I"m a shy guy and sending messages requires you to sign up to the premium plan, I left it at that, and went on my merry way.
Imagine my surprise when this morning, just after getting out of bed, I found a message in my inbox from said girl. She asked me flat out what I"ll be doing around easter, to which I reply "nothing much, got a cold, and I"ll have to work sun/mon afternoons".
I had to go premium to send this message, but thought "what the heck, might be worth it".
Anyway, some time passes and about noon a chatbox pops up. Some chit-chat about this and that, and suddenly she says she"d love to go out and have some ice cream with me right now.
In my head I said "wat?", but I replied that I found that to be a brilliant idea. Hopped in the shower, drove the 10 miles to where she lives, and stood around at the place we had agreed to meet at.
And wouldn"t you believe it, while I"m standing there, glancing left and right, hoping she won"t turn out to be a whale (pic was only of her face in the profile), my ex texts me, offering the idea of no-strings-attached recreational sportfucking, because it"s safer than with strangers, yadda yadda.
Phone: silent mode engaged.
After a while I notice someone standing around just as aimlessly as myself, and sure enough it was my date. Looked almost exactly like her picture, only had a different hair style. Now, being the shy guy I am, I don"t immediately walk over. I take a few closer looks at her ass first, and let her find me. Took a good 15 minutes or so, but in the end we managed to run into each other.
What followed now was pretty basic stuff. Grab ice cream, go for a walk. We started at 14.30 and I just got back home at 18.00. Talked about jobs and education and this and that, was a really nice afternoon.
Until she mentioned she was in therapy for an eating disorder. Ah well, nobody is perfect. She has it under control it seems.
So we get back to her bike, pussyfooting around trying to say goodbye and finally I manage to kiss her. She didn"t resist, so I guess she was waiting for it all the time
We went to look at the display of a climber equipment shop nearby before leaving, and that was where she dropped it...
Had surgery last friday (she hinted at that earlier, but I didn"t press any further at the time). It was because she lost her child. "wat?" in the head, "oh." irl. Goes on about how she would have loved to have it, even if the kids father wouldn"t think it a great idea probably, maybe because his wife wouldn"t be so thrilled about it...
wait, wat?
After walking her back to her bike and kissing her goodbye, she also said that she can"t have sex for another week. So here I am sitting with the biggest bluest balls I"ve had in over five years. Thank god for Wolfen and the PGT.
And that"s it for today folks. I"ll make sure to bag my swimmers when pole comes to hole, because something about her seems to bejust a little bit on the crazy side.
I fear for a spermburglar.
