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lotusbiosm(Points to anyone who gets the reference)
I don't want to like him this much this soon. It's too soon. It's just infatuation, but it feels so damn good.
Yesterday at work I was trying very hard not to call him. As I was thinking about how I should not call him, and picking up the phone to call my mother to keep me from calling him, he called me. And asked if I had plans after work. Since I didn't (it was Monday, after all) he asked if I wanted to come over. And of course I said yes.
And so I went over. And we watched Justice League and hung out on his balcony and such. And he made me dinner and served me champagne cocktails. And he danced with me (hence the swooning right now). Seriously, he can't keep doing this kind of thing, I'm gonna be useless.
And then he called a cab to send me home (and paid for it) because he didn't want me to have to deal with waiting for the train and walking home and such.
Damnit.
No, I will not be going to his place today. He has things to do and I have things to do and you know, I do actually pay rent, I should see my apartment every now and then.
Also, this is going to sound really shallow, but dating guys who actually have careers and good salaries is a nice change for me. It's nice when you know that they can buy you dinner and not have it be a problem for them, and when they can give you cash for a cab ride home and can pay for the movie tickets or whatever. I like being taken care of, and I like that security. Plus then I never have to worry that they're feeling emasculated because I pay, or that they really can't afford it but they don't want to admit that.
Anyway, I'm going back to work now.
But *swoon*.
I don't want to like him this much this soon. It's too soon. It's just infatuation, but it feels so damn good.
Yesterday at work I was trying very hard not to call him. As I was thinking about how I should not call him, and picking up the phone to call my mother to keep me from calling him, he called me. And asked if I had plans after work. Since I didn't (it was Monday, after all) he asked if I wanted to come over. And of course I said yes.
And so I went over. And we watched Justice League and hung out on his balcony and such. And he made me dinner and served me champagne cocktails. And he danced with me (hence the swooning right now). Seriously, he can't keep doing this kind of thing, I'm gonna be useless.
And then he called a cab to send me home (and paid for it) because he didn't want me to have to deal with waiting for the train and walking home and such.
Damnit.
No, I will not be going to his place today. He has things to do and I have things to do and you know, I do actually pay rent, I should see my apartment every now and then.
Also, this is going to sound really shallow, but dating guys who actually have careers and good salaries is a nice change for me. It's nice when you know that they can buy you dinner and not have it be a problem for them, and when they can give you cash for a cab ride home and can pay for the movie tickets or whatever. I like being taken care of, and I like that security. Plus then I never have to worry that they're feeling emasculated because I pay, or that they really can't afford it but they don't want to admit that.
Anyway, I'm going back to work now.
But *swoon*.
