A New Day...

So, what's new you ask? Welp, I'm taking it a day at a time. That's about it. No expectations; just going with the flow. Maybe I'm getting a little too comfortable going with the flow though.

I woke up in D's bed (that's what I'll call him) on Saturday morning. I ended up going to sleep over there Friday night. No, there was no sexual intercourse; but, we continued with what we did during Thursday's night rendezvous. And it was good. Oh.....he's such a good kisser. And he even said, "I love kissing you." I've never received that compliment before. =)

We talked a bit. Yep, a bit. We laughed a lot. Yep, a lot. But, something's missing. The emotional aspect is non-existent. I mean, I feel like my mind is absolutely blank when I'm around him. He could ask me what I'm thinking, and I could be thinking about absolutely nothing. And I'm usually always thinking, which is quite odd.

Eugene warned me that I need to be careful about D. He told me to take it as a sign when a guy calls you in the afternoon to ask, "What are you getting into tonight?" rather than asking "What are you doing now?" In other words, a guy should be interested in spending time with you during the day and actually do something than getting purely physical. And, I agree with this, but I can't form that into words when around D. But, it must not bother me too much because I continue to be physical with him. Why?........

He called me Saturday night to check and see how I was doing; I told him I was out, and he told me was out also and told me to call him when I made it in. He called me last night to ask, "What are you getting into tonight?" I told him I had to work, and that was basically the extent of the conversation. How do you like that for substance?

I'm just a little confused right now. I mean, I think I've heard that guys tend to work backwards--get physical first then develop emotional attachment, but that this is opposite for girls. The mutual good friend that D and I share (I'll call her J) told me that D really likes me. He told her in class on Friday that he had deleted over half of the numbers of the girls he had in his phone and told her, "Don't worry. I'm going to take care of your girl."

What in the hell does all this mean? I sure don't know. But, I am finding myself excited to hear from him. I find myself grinning when I think about kissing him. But most of all, I find myself wondering if I'm doing the right thing, or better yet wondering why I'm doing what I'm doing.

By the way, Moore called me up Saturday night to see if I wanted to play pool with him and his friends. I told him "Thanks for thinking about me, but I have plans." I wonder how he's doing. I think I might go and check on him.

(BIG SIGH...)