Patience can make mountains move.

God, has anything happened the past week? Has anything not happened in the past week? I hosted a party, nice big party with cake and everything I invited like a dozen people, who said they would all come, then only three showed up. Four more came in later, but I was still rather pissy about that. Need to punch babies. But hey, whatever, chilled out eventually.

At the end of the night, everyone grabbed a couch or a chair, and then proceeded to pass out. Save for me, which the only place left was a rather uncomfortable chair that only leaned halfway back. So what I did was go back to my room since it was my house, then pass out. I was woken by my ex who decided to come in like two hours before anyone else woke up and demand snuggles from tired old me. I grudgingly obliged. The he started rubbing his ass against my morning wood wanting some wake up anal. I grudgingly obliged. But when do you ever get to fuck someone for a birthday treat?

So fast forward through the pleasantries of going out into the world and enjoying the rest of the party. After everyone went home, it was just me and my ex alone. Sleeping together. Not like that, like sharing a bed to get a bit of the sleep we missed out on going to an overnight party. Then we got a wonderful idea to go and see Inception, he didn't like it because it was an inaccurate representation of dreams. But it wasn't really a date or anything, just a movie between two close, ass-fucking friends. With a romantic dinner afterward, at Taco Bell.

I don't really know if I want to get back together. I mean, if things keep going the way they are, that's probably going to end up how it's going to be. I think what I should do is move on with my sex life and find some other pretty young thing to fuck up the ass. Mostly because what use to go on between me and him was awesome 19-hour sex romps, and now his idea of sex is to come up to me and go "I'm horny" then we fuck, then he almost pukes at the idea of sex for a week and a half. Which I'm slowly learning.

Since right now, we're not anything more than fuck buddies, I really should be putting myself out there more, which will probably start with college. But the only real thing I have going with my life is him, which I will probably stay with. And if I want to stay with my ex and get, not necessarily the most sex, but the best sex, I will need to learn one basic skill.

Patience.