Mmmm... Hello.
I've never experienced this before. Someone... Having sex... In my house....... Besides me.
So we're chillin'. Jules, Jordan, and I rented some movies, ate Kitchen Fresh Chicken, and generally hung out. One of Jordan's current flings, Jess, came over about... ooohhhh.... 12:30? I dunno. She's really not a social girl. Gay. And kinda cute in a smooth face, normal nose kinda way... Nineteen. Eh. Jules left about 2? 2:30? And I quickly excused myself to my bedroom... I swear to gawd... Not five minutes later I hear heavy breathing and metric ton petting. And they were at it for like... two and a half hours. In my living room! On my couch! Probably on BOTH my couches! Thank bu-geesus they're going back to Kelly at the end of May. Jess left and I came back into the living room. My one-liner for Jordan for the evening? "Shiiiitt... I'd be jealous if I hadn't got me some good stuff last night." (I know. I'm sorry. I'll work on it.) We ate some of the left over chicken and watched the end of Dickie Roberts. Blah de dah...
Julie. My Julie. Things are going so well at the moment. Yeah... We've had our disagreements and our tiny, little spats... Nothing huge. And we've been having good... no, scratch that... fabulous times. She's my world... and I really like the idea of it staying that way.