… I posted about my new hidden talent of only picking up guys who are in their early 20’s and questioning their sexuality?
Holy shit. I was not even kidding.
This past weekend, I went out with my friend, and a friend of her’s (who I actually went to school with, but haven’t talked to in years). He apparently has a male friend that he hooks up with when all else fails. We met up with this guy at one of the bars, and I was feeling pretty good at this point.
I seriously never notice when guys are hitting on me. And I talk to everyone… which apparently means I lead people on. Anyways, didn’t realize he was into me until we got back to my friend’s (and her friend’s) place. Not wanting to start anything… with anyone… I went to bed in the upstairs bedroom. By myself.
I was asleep for quite a while… and then I heard someone saying my name. Lol! Are you kidding me?! He tried to start some stuff, but I told him I did not want to make enemies in the home I was staying in.
Okay, so, two weekends in a row now. Wow.
Good thing I have a date with the new guy on Wednesday…