Tuesday, June 13, 2006

There's a devil in our kiss

I, as a naïve, relatively new member of the workforce and a sceptic in the dating world, assumed that when I returned to the office today, I would be well-rested and ready to work. I thought I would even be a little happy to be back because, after coercing my way out of work on Friday, I had in total, three entire days without work. One would think that boredom would set in, partying and drinking would lose its fun, reality television its edge and dating would be mundane, and I would come back to the office with a cute pencil skirt and stilettos, the image of Cosmo’s working girl/woman.

No.

I met him up at Blooie’s last night, and then kissed in his car again for hours. Till six in the morning.

That’s two nights/mornings in a row with this guy.

What the fuck’s going on?

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'Ain at 13:38

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Monday, June 12, 2006

A Royal Flush

Sundays are typically spent whiling away on the couch, watching Sex and The City re-runs.

Last night however, was not the case. A particular guy I’ve been not-too-shamelessly flirting with (and have never really met) asked me out for beer – an offer I almost cannot refuse. So I agreed to meet up at a beer joint I used to go. A good looking complete stranger, familiar territory, and a common interest – beer. Can’t really go wrong can it?

I picked out a dress, and left the house around midnight, with one thing in mind, “Beer.” Okay, two things – “This guy had better be interesting and hot, or I’m getting a beer and taking a taxi back home immediately.”

Ian, was his name. And hot and interesting was an understatement. He had everything going for him. Tattoo, piercings, a great face (and what seemed like an incredible body, I’m not sure, but we will eventually find out), an incredible voice, stealthy moves, and a flawless sense of humour. He scored extra points for being able to make fun of me. Plus, he seemed like he loved beer just as much as I do.

I’m trying to not give this guy too much credit, but what happened last night was just warped. It was intense, like a game of deuces. This guy knew how to play his cards, and he played them well.

So one thing led to another and the game led us to a poolside, where we talked, mocked at each other, chain-smoked, and made out. He tasted like beer and cigarettes. And he was an amazing kisser. It wasn’t supposed to happen, and it felt new, yet so in sync. Apparently, that went on for hours. I’m not even sure how.

I decided it was best to leave it at that (at almost four fucking a.m.), and have him drive me home. I didn’t know what to think or say during the ride home. My mind was still at that fucking kiss. I looked over and watched his hand move from the stick shift to my face, and back. He smiled. I looked away.

When we got to my place, I thanked him for the night, and said good night. I don’t even remember how it happened but we kissed again. And it felt impossible to stop.

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'Ain at 16:26

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Friday, June 02, 2006

Death by You Tiao

You Tiao has ammonia.

I'm going to die.

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'Ain at 18:02

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