sex, grandad and the passport (separate stories!!)

Of all the stuff that’s going on between me and Jordan right now (I haven’t written about any of it in here) there is one thing that is still getting to me. It shouldn’t. We said our relationship wouldn’t just be about sex and it isn’t. It really isn’t But I really just want to be naked in his bed. I just want to…be with him. I don’t know whether it’s just because I miss him so much and it’s a time where I feel amazingly close to him and like nothing in the world other than us exists or…I’m just plain horny lol. It’s going to be ages too. Even if I see him tomorrow, I can’t stay over. *folds arms* This is the first guy that I’ve been with where I’ve actually enjoyed the sex. Everyone else it’s been like…if we do, we do. meh. But with Jordan it’s something different. It’s special. (and fucking great as well lol)

Anyway…onto more important things other than how my pink bits are feeling…

So, my grandad came out of hospital on the day that he was rushed in. He still has some pain in his chest but he’s pretty much OK. Well, as OK as someone with 3 terminal cancers can be. They decided not to do anything because he has an appointment with the cancer guy on the 10th anyway but said if it happens again to go straight to A&E. He didn’t have a heart attack. They have no idea what the chest pains were but said that his white blood cell count is weirdly high. *shrugs* we shall see. I’ll go see him soon as I can to give him the rock I bought him back from Magalluf.

The presents I bought back were crap. There was nothing worth buying. So I didn’t bother with most people. Bought the Wallis crew a shitty little thing each. My grandad’s rock because that’s what he asked for (and does with every holiday). The rest of the family told me not to buy presents anyway. But I bought my dad a bottle of Whyte and Mackay. Jordan I got a couple of little things and decided to buy something that I had been meaning to buy him in England as another holiday present. Henry I will find something in England. There was seriously nothing worth buying. Oh except the prettiest Zippo lighter in the world. I loved it so so much and wanted it. But I figured I should spend my money on alcohol lol.

Today my dad was clearing some of the garage out. He picked up this bag. OK, the reason we have this bag…he was carrying loads of crap on his bike home and was struggling. So he stopped off at a car boot somewhere and bought this bag for £2. It’s actually a pretty cool bag. Retro Dunlop shoulder bag. Anyway, once he got home it got shoved in the garage – it had served its purpose. Back to today..he picked it up and was checking through it. Opened the bottom section and found some stuff in it. Some German guy’s passport, driving lisence and a couple of other passes. (Pretty good looking guy actually haha) The passport is still in date and everything. Runs out in 2007. My dad was like “how much would a little Lithy round this way pay for this? £2000?” Hmmm to get involved in illegal shit or not…hmmm… hehe

Anyway, I don’t have anything else interesting to write.

Lauren x