It's Friday, and I've allowed myself to procrastinate calling that I-wanna-just-have-sex-guy so that it's at that oh-too-late-to-call-him-so-why-bother point. I think I'm still getting over a myriad of other guys (or guy issues), so using one guy for sex to achieve that end would seem counterproductive. Knowing me, I'd get unnecessarily attached and then would have to add that angst on top of the other dumb angst I have.
The 9.5-good-kisser-guy is on vacation somewhere I think, but if I never hear from him again, I'll live.
In fact, I'm not really in the mood to date. Or maybe I just haven't met the right guy who excites me enough to want to date. At any rate, I suspect I have lapsed into an asexual orientation.
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