Wednesday, July 18, 2007

"You should also be made aware of the fact that you are a really really good kisser -- seriously put it on your resume."

The problem with getting only three hours of sleep or so is that despite all the caffeinated faux energy of the morning, a crash inevitably comes sometime around 3 pm. Now why did I only get three hours of sleep? I guess you can say that my date kinda sorta came home with me and we didn't get to sleep till 3 am or so.

Drinks led to tapas which led to more drinks which led to making out which led to more drinks which led to an R rated cab ride back to Brooklyn which led to . . . use your imagination.

Does this make me a slut?

14 comments:

Dorothy Snarker said...

Get down, girl, go head get down.

Anonymous said...

I don't know about the slut part, but it definitely means that your flesh & blood lived up to the literary version...

Anonymous said...

Do you know Ms. K's last name? Because if you do, you're one step ahead of where I was two weeks ago.

Huzzah! I knew you had in you.

sinclair sexsmith said...

so glad to hear it went well :) I look forward to hearing aaaaallll about it next time we have beers.

Anonymous said...

Oh yes it does, but the best kind!

:)

Anonymous said...

You betcha! good for you...

Anonymous said...

Oh yes, but only the good kind!

Cal said...

Nice to read you're happy and not frustrated :-)

Landlady of Fat said...

Yes, and it makes for great blogging! ;)

Anonymous said...

You are not a slut. You are sex positive. Leave your Catholic guilt at the door of the cab, ma'am!

Anonymous said...

Yessssss! Way to go, champ!

Anonymous said...

No, not slutty... but I think more details are in order...

curly mcdimple said...

Awwwwwwww yeah!

To clarify, that's an exclamation of support and hearty congrats rather than the an answer to the question about sluttiness. Go on wit yo bad self.

Anonymous Lesbian said...

All I know is I'm jealous!

If this makes you a slut, then please please teach me how to be one too!