Okay so this is what is happened since New Year's...
Resolutions:
1. get fit
2. record an album with DotDL (will explain in the rest of Red Bull posts...been super busy)
3. stop doing my show without sleep (which I am already breaking, I will get to bed soon)
4. get laid (we'll just see if it happens this year)
So I had band practice with my band, Dolores on the Dotted Line. It is me, Jason (paleo), Travis (my former resident) and Adam (who I now live next door to). Adam is in the Springs over break so we planned on driving down there and practicing. We all carpooled in Jason's car.
Julie (Adam's friend) came over and watched us mess around. We did manage to get some stuff done. She invited us over to her place where she was having a little party.
This is where things start to pick up in our story.
We go over there, Jason was DD so he didn't drink, and Julie has tons of booze. Tequila from Mexico, Smirnoff Vodka, Dry Gin (ew.), Whiskey, Barcardi Rum, etc. So Travis and I had a glass of champagne and then started off with a shot of Tequila and then it went on from there. We both got pretty drunk. We were reading stuff from a book called "Letters to Wendy's" which I need to buy, it's hilarious.
Travis is very cuddley when he is drunk (Note: Not a bad thing at all). We left the party and fell down outside of the car (Travis was a bit more drunk then I was and kinda ended up tackling me to the ground). He hit elbow, I hit my head rather hard. All the night he kept asking me how my head was and making sure it was okay. Drunk sweet.
Jason immediately seperates us, forces me to sit in the front seat, Travis in the back seat. "I don't want to have to clean up fluids in my car!" - Jason
Travis (and myself) are very unhappy about this situation. I love cuddling. Travis leans forward, hugging me and the seat and begins to beg to let me sit in the back. Jason (understandabley) is upset because he can't drive with a Travis smushed halfway in the front seats. Finally I resolve the situation by moving to the backseat despite Jason.
...
Travis and I made out for two hours all the way from Colorado Springs to Lakewood.
And yes, it was good.
First time I have ever drunk madeout with someone and not regretted this morning. I was kinda glad it happened.
.......
Tonight Trav, Jason and myself all went out to Hapa for sushi. We hung out on Pearl and decided to come back to my place and play Halo 2 for a bit. We hung out it was good, blah blah blah.
Jason kept asking the question "why haven't you two hooked up before? why haven't you two hooked up before? why haven't you two hooked up before?". Honestly, it never came up before now.
SO.... as the boys left Jason is trying to get Travis to give me a kiss. Travis is scared and naturally shy and is like "um..." and hesitating. I really should have just grabbed him, pressed him against the wall and kissed him. Best ideas come after the fact.
Well they leave, I'm feeling a bit rejected, like "I guess I am a bombshell when they're drunk but a dog when they're sober" feeling. So I close the door and sit at my desk for a moment and then the phone rings....it's Jason.
The coversationg is as follows:
"Alright look, we are doing this now. You two need to hook up okay? This is the same crap I had to go through with Adam and Amanda and we are not dragging it out. Alright, Steph do you want Travis ("yes, I want Travis"), okay. Travis do you want Steph? ("um, I don't know"). Okay you know what, you do want Steph but you are just scared aren't you? ("yes") Alright so here's the deal, are you willing to give this a shot, Steph? ("yeah, sure.") Travis? ("uh...") (me: "look...you only live once") Steph says you only live once. ("yeah, okay"). Alright I now pronounce you dating. You have to go on a real dinner and a movie date okay?...Finally, sheesh."
My perspective, this idea may not even last the night on Travis' end but I hope it does. I have had, I wouldn't call it a crush...but it hard to describe...an interest I suppose...like you toy with the idea and you dismiss it maybe but it still lingers in the back of your mind...and part of you hopes just a little for something. We will just have to see. He does smell really good. And is a great cuddler. And is really caring. And smart. And a pretty good kisser. Oh and he has amazingly soft skin. (I know that sounds all way raunchy but all clothes did stay on in the back of that car).
Jason has been amazingly patient with this while thing. He rocks.
Well I will keep you posted.
Night.
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owOW!!!
So much for that "I know, I'm asexual thing," eh? ;-)
And I'm glad that you didn't have to deal with the drunk-vs-sober/why don't they like me in the morning thing for more than a few minutes- that one's a doozy.
Go Steppie!
Oh, and I'm excited that you posted again- I've been checking this thing religiously.
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