This post is just to tell you how bad a boy I was last night. I might have accidentally hooked back up with Paramedic.
The story...So we got drunk. We went to the East Side. He drove me back to my car. We kissed goodnight. Then we made out a little for a Happy Birthday present (since I gave him a maxi pad as a gift). Then we made out a lot in his car. Then we started doing a little touchy feely. Then he invited me back to his place. Then I went. It was back to the old times. We laid down on the couch. We made out. We watched tv. He told me I was awfully horny. I asked what was any different. I pulled him to the bed. We took off what little clothes we were wearing still. (Am I venturing on porn here?) And...we cuddled a little afterward. Hah. I so edged you.
The worst part. I was so hungover this morning that I didn't try to find the stuff that I wanted back months ago. I wondered where my phone charger was but didn't try to find it. I did make a comment that he had a really cool ashtray. He said something like "oh yeah an ex gave me that".
It was a very humorous and mysterious hook up. Will it happen again? Who knows. I just can't believe it happened. Am I setting myself up for more heartbreak? Probably. Do I still have feelings for him? A little. Do I need to figure out what is happening? No. I don't need to worry about what happened last night. What happened happened and it means what it means. I just know that I had to give a better present than a maxi pad.