February 17, 2006

Kool Thing, Walking Like a Panther

Again, I'm postponing the other whiny single post I had for this week. I was all ready to post it, but I've got other news for today.

I'm not sure if I should refer to him as the 'infamous' or the 'famous' or what his epithet should be, but CoolKid and I are going on a date.

I think.

I woke up this morning, and as soon as I take down my away message, I get the loud "incoming message" beep thing, which is quite imposing as the first thing I hear in the morning.

«CoolKid» hey Bob, wanna head out tonite??

I, of course, say sure.

He's going to call me after work. I'm not entirely sure what 'head out tonight' means, whether head out and chill with his friends, or if he and I are going to hit a bar together, or find a party, or head back to his place for an encore/second try. I mean, any would work for me.

«CoolKid» i need a break, ive been busting my ass with work and school the last 2 weeks
«CoolKid» i had 34 hours of overtime on my check today from the last few weeks

So that explains why he hasn't called (that, and his phone fell in the toilet) or how he's usually terrible with IM conversations, rarely sticking around for anything other than pleasantries. I'm just pleased that I didn't come on too strong before, and after our disastrous sexual encounter he's willing for a second go.

And this time, I'm going to bring along an extra trial-packet of normal lube. Fortunately, it's National Condom Week, and there's been a booth at the union handing out free condoms and lube. I'll just have to make sure to head out there (in the snow) and pick some up, and make sure its not going to make my penis feel like its going to fall off.
Here lies a most ridiculous raw youth, indulging himself in the literary graces that he once vowed to eschew. Now he just rocks out.