Having man troubles, except now it is the opposite of my
usual problems in that I have a cup that runneth over instead of a cup that is
completely dry. Last night I was texting my Needle in the Haystack guy,
who is still too clever for me as demonstrated by the following conversation:
Me: So I breifly considered the gym. Didn't go. But I am still patting myself on the back because I cooked at home and made food like an adult. And then I sat down and ate it at the table instead of over the counter with a napkin or out of the box or something. Heyo!
NITH : I hope to someday have a table.
Me : In my case, it came with the apartment. Thanks, Roommate.
NITH: Mine came with loud French teenage neighbors. Thanks, Napoleon.
Zing! That boy gets me. I like the challenge. However, due to his extreme sarcasm, he's not especially romantic or feely or whatever, so I've been getting THAT fulfilled with entirely too much naughty texting with the 34 year old guy in Boston. That conversation is like reading 50 Shades of Gray, so I will not be posting it. He is a giver, incredibly sensitive, and- unfortunately- in Boston.
Me: So I breifly considered the gym. Didn't go. But I am still patting myself on the back because I cooked at home and made food like an adult. And then I sat down and ate it at the table instead of over the counter with a napkin or out of the box or something. Heyo!
NITH : I hope to someday have a table.
Me : In my case, it came with the apartment. Thanks, Roommate.
NITH: Mine came with loud French teenage neighbors. Thanks, Napoleon.
Zing! That boy gets me. I like the challenge. However, due to his extreme sarcasm, he's not especially romantic or feely or whatever, so I've been getting THAT fulfilled with entirely too much naughty texting with the 34 year old guy in Boston. That conversation is like reading 50 Shades of Gray, so I will not be posting it. He is a giver, incredibly sensitive, and- unfortunately- in Boston.
He visited me in NY a couple of weeks ago and some stuff
(not sex) definitely happened. But it was GOOD. However, this is incredibly inconvenient timing
as I had just begun recently sleeping with NITH. Boston knows about NITH, so I
don’t feel too bad about that. And he’s in Boston anyway (not being a saint, I’m
sure). NITH doesn’t know about Boston.
Just that he’s a friend who visited recently. Technically, I’m single. I have
had no exclusivity conversations with anyone about anything and I don’t see a
ring on this finger. Time to be a Samantha, I guess, but I still feel a bit
guilty about it.
My main problem is not wanting anyone to get hurt while I am
whoring around figuring things out. Honesty is pretty painful with this sort
of situation, but finding out when you had a different expectation of what was
going on is so much worse. That would make me no better than 2FD. I still feel
wronged by that whole situation, so I don’t want to end up being a hypocrite
doing the same thing as he is. Given that I like both of these people quite a lot,
I would hate to damage either of them in any way.
I don't know what to do here. Damnit.
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