weblog 09062007-2
2 more nights until JL gets here. i'm bored at work, and to keep from going crazy i like to conjure up scenarios of how things will be for the NEXT time we get together, mapping out tentative itineraries and booking temporary occasions... so in that spirit i am trying to maximize the time that we have together...
in all likelihood his bus gets in around midnight. unfortunately, as usual, i will have work at midnight so i doubt that i'll be able to meet him at the station, much less arrange dinner, but perhaps i can rock out my gift certificate with Bice and get us something that we can have when he gets here. he seems happy to come to my job and wait out the 8 hours of my shift with me, something that i would be ecstatic over, myself, but worry that he may be bored, or at least too tired...
to preempt that, i'm thinking have some popcorn ready, and some dvds from netflix handy. unfortunately i hadn't been keeping an eye on my Queue and one of the dvds on its way is the Clark Sisters: Live In Concert. Somehow I very much doubt that he'd find that entertaining enough to keep him up in the dead of night. Certainly i'd feel wrong fondling him through his jeans as gospel music filters through the lobby. *sigh*
he's also an avid movie goer, so i am pretty sure he will have already seen the other movie on its way: Ghost Rider. I know, i'm lame, but they can't all be deep cerebral flicks, and i had been meaning to check out the movie adaptation of yet another one of my comic books.
in an attempt to redeem myself, and because it was already in my queue, just not at the top of the list, i bumped up Quinceniera, and some sci-fi fantasy made-for-tv mini-series.
if he manages to last through the night i hope to steal as many kisses and hugs and cuddles as possible, capping it off around 7:30AM or so, at which point i'll send him upstairs to the breakfast room to wait for me.
Plan B, of course, is just to give the poor boy the damn keys and tell him to wait for me at home.
We'll sleep when i get in, of course, among other things, and pretty much laze about in my room playing video games, in the middle of which i will start a small simple dinner of coconut gingered chicken with broccoli, followed by some roasted peaches in a wine sauce with some vanilla ice cream on the side. i'm seriously thinking of cheating and picking up some fried chicken somewhere and making a honey-garlic glaze to put over it.
then again, i DO have a gift certificate for this other restaurant called Zoe that i could use, but that would entail leaving the confines of my apartment, and take away from a lot of face-sucking time. and i've been goin' through withdrawal, dammit.
i'll be off saturday night and so it'll be more of the same, so i don't know if we'll manage to make it out of the apartment sunday for brunch with whomever.. coz i'd really like to get laid as often as possible before he hops back on the bus to MD. *sigh* but damn i'm frustrated.
in all likelihood his bus gets in around midnight. unfortunately, as usual, i will have work at midnight so i doubt that i'll be able to meet him at the station, much less arrange dinner, but perhaps i can rock out my gift certificate with Bice and get us something that we can have when he gets here. he seems happy to come to my job and wait out the 8 hours of my shift with me, something that i would be ecstatic over, myself, but worry that he may be bored, or at least too tired...
to preempt that, i'm thinking have some popcorn ready, and some dvds from netflix handy. unfortunately i hadn't been keeping an eye on my Queue and one of the dvds on its way is the Clark Sisters: Live In Concert. Somehow I very much doubt that he'd find that entertaining enough to keep him up in the dead of night. Certainly i'd feel wrong fondling him through his jeans as gospel music filters through the lobby. *sigh*
he's also an avid movie goer, so i am pretty sure he will have already seen the other movie on its way: Ghost Rider. I know, i'm lame, but they can't all be deep cerebral flicks, and i had been meaning to check out the movie adaptation of yet another one of my comic books.
in an attempt to redeem myself, and because it was already in my queue, just not at the top of the list, i bumped up Quinceniera, and some sci-fi fantasy made-for-tv mini-series.
if he manages to last through the night i hope to steal as many kisses and hugs and cuddles as possible, capping it off around 7:30AM or so, at which point i'll send him upstairs to the breakfast room to wait for me.
Plan B, of course, is just to give the poor boy the damn keys and tell him to wait for me at home.
We'll sleep when i get in, of course, among other things, and pretty much laze about in my room playing video games, in the middle of which i will start a small simple dinner of coconut gingered chicken with broccoli, followed by some roasted peaches in a wine sauce with some vanilla ice cream on the side. i'm seriously thinking of cheating and picking up some fried chicken somewhere and making a honey-garlic glaze to put over it.
then again, i DO have a gift certificate for this other restaurant called Zoe that i could use, but that would entail leaving the confines of my apartment, and take away from a lot of face-sucking time. and i've been goin' through withdrawal, dammit.
i'll be off saturday night and so it'll be more of the same, so i don't know if we'll manage to make it out of the apartment sunday for brunch with whomever.. coz i'd really like to get laid as often as possible before he hops back on the bus to MD. *sigh* but damn i'm frustrated.
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