Here It Goes Again

It's almost full moon again, by which I mean sex drives is way up up up....and man is...where the fuck is he?!

I've been trying to make a record. Until now we've only managed to see each other once a week for 2 weeks in a row. I'm gonna keep shooting for once a week for 3 weeks in a row. Starting this week. Also, only 8 days until it's been a year since I started talking to him. That seems crazy to me. How the hell have I made it this far? How did I not give up a long the way? Okay well I cried a lot, faced my own intimacy issues, and I vented to my friends (Thank G-d for those women!).

I'm quite fuckin proud of myself if you can't tell.

• I've self improved considerably.
  
• The fact that I can actually say I like you to friends and to him is a huge deal for me.
  
• The fact that I've even come to grips with how I really feel about him (which the public has no business knowing in detail) is also huge.
  
• The fact that I'm still me and haven't given any part of that up is great.
  
• The fact that he and I sometimes argue, but not as much as we used to (as in arguing about who wins an argument about arguing) is really nice.
  
• The fact that lately he's been more straight up with me about saying he wants to see me (even if not so straight forward).
  
• The fact that he didn't run away when I had the 'hey what do you think about monogamy and you telling me that you like me and me NOT demanding more time than you can give' talk. (Speaking of which, I want to hear his thinking soon...like within a week would be good)
• And of course, I finally feel comfortable having sex with him? Fuckin finally!
• Oh yeah, and I'm more open in general, if you couldn't tell by the last bullet point
  

So I've been watching too much Sex and the City. That's okay though. It's a topic that shouldn't be so taboo. Maybe there would be fewer pregnant teens if it was talked about more. That's not what I want to talk about right now though. Am I too much like a guy in the fact that I would like to have sex relatively frequently? Hmm I think maybe that's just a stereotype.

Random thought of the night: Why is it embarrassing when the wind blows your skirt up to reveal your underwear, but it's not when you're wearing a bikini bottom under the skirt? Is there really a difference? I would think not unless your underwear is a thong, very lacy/see through, or absent.

So to bring this around in a circle. I really want to see Luke tomorrow. Make it happen buddy.