Firework.

Saturday afternoon I met Josh at the Golden Water Mouth on Hay Street, China Town. As I was going straight to Luke’s afterwards I drove in and surprisingly I arrived quite early, as a result I decided to park on Flinders Street (which is nowhere near China Town), and walk—I was early so I needed to waste some time. In the end Josh was 20 minutes late anyway (no surprise there, Josh is always late), so I did some wandering around, found some extra cheap DVD’s from a back-ally vendor *wink wink*, and finally met Josh.

He has been in Melbourne for a few weeks exploring with a Dutch backpacker friend. It really was good to see him again, I missed him more than I thought and he missed me (d’aww). After some prying in my customary not so subtle way I learned he was late cause he was ‘busy’ with his boyfriend… He explained that his computer has been screwing up and that Terry (being in IT nerd), was ‘rebuilding his hard drive’, I had to stop and catch my breath, so many lewd remarks and sexual innuendoes I didn’t know where to start.

We wandered around Paddy’s Markets1,2,3, didn’t do anything as we were too busy catching up, so we left and wandered some more, ending up at Darling Harbour4,5,6,7, we found ice cream and sat down on one of the jetties, he asked how things where and I explained about the Mark saga, going so far as to show him the messages, he read them all diligently and reserved comment until the end he surprised me by not saying much just that I probably did the right thing.
I don’t remember talking to him about Jeff, but he broached the subject—I was quiet for a long while thinking about what to say… I dunno, I don’t feel like talking about it anymore, so all I said was it was getting a little better everyday, he quietly nodded and left it at that.

At around 5 we said our goodbyes and I walked back to the car. Another fucking parking ticket, THE PARKING METRE WASN’T EVEN WORKING!!! FUCK! I didn’t look at how much, I’m not ever looking at it.

On the way back to the car I messaged Luke saying I had finished up and can I have his address so I can make my way over. 15 minutes later nothing, sitting in my car, hot, annoyed I call him… phone off. Fuck. Another 15 minutes later, still nothing so I decide to go home, fuck him. Just as I start the car up I get a message from him saying sorry he was doing house work, he gave me his address and I drove over. Not before getting horribly lost… what should have been a 20 minute drive turned into double that. Fuck I hate Sydney roads.

So yeah… dunno what that night was all about. Though I suppose he did invite me around for movies, and that’s all it was. We sat on the lounge and watched several movies, ordered some Thai for tea, watched more movies, then went to bed. Nothing more… how odd. I did attempt to hit on him… subtly, but nothing. Dunno, I just got the instant feeling he really wasn’t interested… but having known him long enough he is a slow mover, I’m not and I don’t have the patients for it. Fine, no sex, I can deal with that, and no conversation—whatever.

I thought to myself a couple times; why did you invite me here?
I had a sneaking suspicion that I was being used as an excuse.
He mentioned that his flat mate was going to one of their friends places for dinner, which is in Penrith (a trek from Enmore to be sure ~60 minutes depending on traffic), and that he really, really, really didn’t want to go, he caught himself halfway through the story and trailed off, it didn’t occur to me until later that he was probably using me as an excuse to not go, maybe it’s just the pessimist in me and the no sexy action that makes me think that… who knows, but if he wants to be courted, I’m not doing it.

There is slow and then there is too slow and then there is annoying.

So we were in bed just after midnight and didn’t wake up until 1130 the next morning, he scooched over for a morning hug. I can’t pick him, usually I can pick up on emotion quite well, I am very good at picking a person like that just not him. I’m not sure what the hell was going on or what he wanted short of asking him, which I wasn’t going to do, cause to be honest I really don’t care. B sent me a message about him having to go to the doctor and I used that as an excuse to bail, Luke doesn’t need to know that he lives 12 hours drive away.
NEXT!

I got home about half-midday, walked past the landlord on my way in who’d finally got off his fat arse to come in and check this gas leak that we have, and leaking pipes and busted vanity. All of which he said he’d do something about, but damn well won’t. Tight arse.

I showered, changed, cleaned my room and got ready for Michael.

Wow. Where to start?

It’s nice to have someone show some interest in you.
Now don’t get me wrong, I’m not confusing this for anything more than fantastic conversation and phenomenal sex.
We watched a few movies, Sugar, Up and Legion, had dinner (FYI pizza tastes so much better when you’re eating it naked), talked and talked, and of course great (amazing) sex.
I woke up this morning and felt fantastic. I updated my FB status (as I usualy do on a Monday morning) with as much and he left me a replay that really put me on a high.

Brenden messaged me this morning:

How are you this morning?

Fan-fucking-tastic! Had a
wonderful afternoon
yesterday!

Oh yeah? What did you
get up to?

Oh just the afternoon with
Michael was really good,
like really good. He didn’t
end up leaving til 1130 🙂

Awe is it loooooovve?

Shut up

Oh my god you’re totally
into him!

Nup. *blush* ok a little, but
I’m not confusing it with
anything more than good
conversation and amazing
sex—that would break the
fuckbuddy code.

Okay, well I’m just
happy someone is
showing you a good
time. You deserve it.

~~~

And I think to myself, yes, it is great to be happy again!

~~~

Katy Perry – Firework

do you ever feel like a plastic bag drifting through the wind wanting to start again do you ever feel feel so paper thin like a house of cards one blow from caving in do you ever feel already buried deep 6 feet under screams but no one seems to hear a thing do you know that there’s still a chance for you cause there’s a spark in you you just gotta ignite the light and let it shine just own the night like the 4th of july ’cause baby you’re a firework come on show em what you’re worth make em go oh oh oh as you shoot across the sky-y-y baby you’re a firework come on let your colors burst make em go oh oh oh you’re gonna leave em falling down-own-own you don’t have to feel like a waste of space you’re original cannot be replaced if you only knew what the future holds after a hurricane comes a rainbow maybe your reason why all the doors are closed so you could open one that leads you to the perfect road like a lightning bolt your heart will blow and when it’s time you’ll know you just gotta ignite the light and let it shine just own the night like the 4th of july cause baby you’re a firework come on show ’em what you’re worth make em go oh oh oh as you shoot across the sky-y-y baby you’re a firework come on let your colors burst make em go oh oh oh you’re gonna leave em falling down-own-own boom boom boom even brighter than the moon moon moon it’s always been inside of you you you and now it’s time to let it through-ough-ough cause baby you’re a firework come on show em what you’re worth make em go oh oh oh as you shoot across the sky-y-y baby you’re a firework come on let your colors burst make em go oh oh oh you’re gonna leave em falling down-own-own boom boom boom even brighter than the moon moon moon boom boom boom even brighter than the moon moon moon

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