So when she lays down it'll be with me,
Lord, she'll lay down with me.
And when she walks out it'll be on me,
Lord, she'll walk out on me.
When she kneeling it'll be for me,
Lord, she's kneeling for me.
Ladylike - Big Wreck

So, since my last post we've had two conversations hovering around and then directly related to my last rant. Shortly after my last post I wrote him a little note, thanking him for the evening and appologizing for dashing out. He wrote back that he totally understood and that he hoped I would rush because he didn't want me to get too wet, but that he would have liked a kiss or something.

So, last night we are chatting. I make reference to not feeling bad for him, that he didn't get a kiss cause I was rushing, cause he had all night to put the moves on me. He said that I should know by now that he doesn't make the first move. I asked how I should know this? He said I should be able to read his mind. haha.

So I said:

10/11/2006 11:29:27 PM meg: so. if i'm sitting there thinking you should kiss me. i should just kiss you?
10/11/2006 11:29:53 PM Eric: exactly

Interesting, I'm not sure that I've ever been in this place before. I've dated guys that were obviously nervous, but usually some obvious flirting clears this up. But, when we were sitting in his living room, I was sending all the signs, the slightly prolonged eye contact, glances at his lips (they are nice) licking my own lips, the biting of the lower lip... and I got nothing. This makes so much more sense now.

But of course, because this is my weirdo life, I'm now in an interesting position. Instead if waiting and wondering when the moment will be - its my job to choose it. In my opinion the perfect moment has passed, and it feels weird to orchestrate another one. So, I think I'm going to wait and see.

Oh man the new relationship rollercoaster - it's crazy.