Just The Two Of Us, And A Roommate

“I find the great thing in this world is not so much where we stand, as in what direction we are moving: To reach the port of heaven, we must sail sometimes with the wind and sometimes against it, but we must sail, and not drift, nor lie at anchor.” ~Oliver Wendell Holmes, Jr.
 
So this weekend was full of wonderful things. I really enjoyed Friday night with all my mates and the craziness that ensued. However, I’m not sure if Saturday night was better. Other than having an incredible hangover, it was a great day.
 
I drove Pate over to her flat at 2:00 in the afternoon and then I went to work from 3-6 pm. Nothing too terribly exciting. Just the usual. Then when I got off of work, Manny rang me and asked me what I was up to. I was going to take a shower and then crash for a little, probably get up and read later. He said he was going to study and that he would call me later.
 
I slept till about 9 and then got out of bed and made some dinner around 9:30. I was tired and unmotivated, so I crawled back into bed. I debated whether to go back to bed or to watch a movie on my computer. While I was debating this, Manny rang me and we talked for a while.
 
I had told him the night before that I wasn’t a very good kisser and I restated this during the phone conversation. He told me that I could probably research how to become a better kisser. I said that I would check into it and then run an experiment and I would kiss 100 different people and see what my research concluded. He said that he didn’t recommend that and that I should stick with one test subject. I said that since he was studying that I was going to have to go find Ahora and test on him. Manny informed me that he wasn’t going to study so I could come over and he would be my guinea pig.
 
So around 11:00 I drove over to his place and we watched part a film and then the making out began. It was fun and we had a great time. His roommate came home, so we had to stop making out. We laid on his bed and just kind of chilled and harassed the other. We decided that we wouldn’t do anything because we didn’t want to make his roommate uncomfortable. So we refrained from kissing, once his roommate was asleep for a while, that rule got broken. We went back to making out.
 
I was trying to give him a hickey as a jest because I knew I couldn’t do it. He is so dark, that it wouldn’t show up on his skin. So I had a good time and didn’t see any of the fruits of my labor. Later in the evening he ended up giving me one. Needless to say, I have to wear my hair down for the next few days.
 
I stayed till about 2 in the morning, and then said I needed to head home. He told me that I could stay the night, but I said that it would be best if I didn’t. I needed to get good sleep and I didn’t think I would get it here. It’s a new environment and I don’t sleep very well in new places.
 
He walked me out and told me to call him when I got home. He lives like five minutes down the road from me, so when I parked my car and got in my building I called him and wished him a good night. It was nice to spend time with him. I enjoyed it, but I can’t tell which was better Friday or Saturday.
 
I talked to Manny today and he said that I ended up giving him two big hickeys and that he hadn’t noticed them, but Charles had pointed them out to him. So that makes me laugh.