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Met up with jelly at kmart last night because he’s having a july 4 party and wants to outfit his place with the right stuff. (incidentally, I’m learning that he’s far more of a party guy than I would have suspected. But he knows it’s not my thing and we seem to agree that that works for both of us. This is a good thing.) getting around midtown right after work was a pretty stupid choice, but we did it anyway. By the time I met up with him, we were both really hungry and a little cranky – both just finishing work. Got something to eat and felt much better, eventually walked home to my place. I was going to ask him up, but he asked first. I think he had to pee. We chilled on my bed for a while, then he wanted a back rub, which I never feel like I’m very good at, but I did my best. Then he rolled over and started kissing me, which I didn’t really expect. I didn’t know if he had been planning to spend the night, but I was thinking, I could easily curl up here and fall asleep right now. We kissed for a while, progressively getting hotter, and then he suddenly threw down the gauntlet and said, “let’s fuck.” It was actually perfect for the moment. He started throwing in a little dirty talk, which is excellent when it’s well done. The whole affair was nice because it was unexpected. I said so after, and he agreed. We were both tired and hadn’t been thinking in that direction. That is infinitely better than expecting it and having it not happen. Can I get an amen?? Then we just laid there and talked for a while. I’m very comfortable around him and pretty much tell him whatever is on my mind. I don’t worry about impressing or offending him. After a while he decided it was time to go, which I honestly felt was better at that moment. I like to have some alone time in my house before someone comes over to stay. But I told him he could stay if he wanted. I told him how much I like sleeping next to him, how I like how cuddly he is. I told him how, the night before, once I got home and in bed and was all cozy, I was thinking, man, the only thing that would make this better would be if jelly came over and snuggled with me. He thought that was very nice. OH – one thing that relates to a previous post. I can’t remember exactly what I said, but something complimentary, and he said some faux-cocky agreeing thing, and I said, or, you could just say thanks. And he laughed in a way that I knew he got my point. That is good.

Now the only fucked up thing is how tired I am. And that’s NUTS because he left by 1130p, so I got a decent night’s sleep. But somehow I feel like I’m suffering a hangover that I didn’t earn! My eyes are all kind of dry and I’m super tired. Wtf is that?