What would happen if we kissed?
Would your tongue slip past my lips?
Would you run away?
Would you stay?
Or would I melt into you?
Mouth to mouth,
lust to lust,
Spontaneously combust
If We Kissed - Fiona Apple

There is something strange that happens when you start seeing someone new. Personal hygiene becomes obsessive. I love products. I love fussing. I would say that grooming is already a hobby for me – but now – it’s become like an occupation. The tweezing, waxing, shaving, exfoliating, moisturizing, blow drying, deep conditioning, mani’s, pedi’s – it is all getting a little out of hand. Ensuring that every inch is completely touchable, smooth and smelling perfect. That every inch is crying out to be tasted.

However, it is all worth it when he runs his hands up your bare legs under your skirt and says “god, your skin is so smooth.”

Sigh.

Tuesday. Another couch date. Another couch date that ended with me needing to go home and vibrate. There was ass action. There was over the sweater action. There was neck kissing. I had to work very hard to control myself. It was so cute. He was obviously nervous to go for the boob. Cause for a good portion of the night his left hand was pressed on my side right under my arm. So. either he was dying to tickle my armpit. Or. He was getting the balls to go for the boob. hehe. So cute. God. He's adorable.

On Thursday I got a tongue lashing (and not the good kind) because I didn’t stop by on my way home from school. He has his son this weekend and I still have not met him. So. I don’t think we’ll be hanging out til next week. I’m a little scared to meet the son. He’s 6. Kids love me. But. What if he doesn’t?

We are also getting into kinda interesting territory. Many people keep referring to him as my boyfriend. I wouldn’t call him that. We’ve been on 12 dates in 4 weeks. There is some discussion of how much our parents want to meet us. However, we haven’t had “the talk.” I enjoy that I haven’t had to have that talk – that there might be some sort of understanding – but still. It’s kinda strange. It’s strange because when I met Eric he was seeing someone else, and he had been seeing her for a month, and now that we are at a month, and I know how strongly I feel about him – it’s kinda weird in my mind. This is not making sense. It’s weird cause when we met, he broke it off with her – but he was kinda sad about it – which made me think he was pretty serious about her – but obviously not enough to not break it off to date me – so what is he thinking about me?

Jesus. I think too much.

I’m not worried. Or anxious. Just more wondering – when do “we” become we? Does there have to be a conversation? Is there a change? When does it happen? Parental introduction? Mutual decision? Spontaneous combustion?




*I miss Tim Hortons.