Back to square one.

It has, once again, been over a week since I've gotten laid.

I'm grinding my teeth in my sleep now. I don't do that unless I'm sexually frustrated. I wake up in the morning and go to brush my teeth, only to find that my jaw does NOT want to open because my teeth have been magically superglued together. It actually hurts, and it's annoying as all get out.

Rob and I are sort of normalish this week. We went to a movie last night (Crank 2- it was an epic masterpiece), and then we went for an hour-and-a-half long joyride. We didn't talk the entire time, and it was comfortable. Like it used to be.

Today is his birthday. He's out at band practice, and then he has to work for a little while. When he gets home, I know he's basically going to change and go out and get drunk, because it's his birthday and that's how it works. So unless he stumbles in the house horny at 3 AM, I think tonight will also be sexless.

Thank god for lesbian porn.

Seriously, I feel like a woman going through menopause- I want it so bad, but my vagina's drying up because it's been so long. (Well, not literally. I'm sure the floods will come back if I needed them to.)


As for the poll about banging FWB's friends, I'm taking it down. The results were pretty evenly split:
4 said yes, it's wrong.
5 said no, it's not.
5 said maybe, but it's too hard to decide.

Woo, that's a lot of help.
(Kidding, I still love you guys.)

An anonymous commenter brought up a good point. They said something along the lines of, "If you wouldn't feel comfortable with Rob banging one of YOUR friends, then it's definitely not okay for you to do it to him." That specific thought has crossed my mind several times.

Chad came over Friday night. He brought beer, and I was pretty drunk when he showed up to begin with. We drank, listened to music. He tried to get in my pants again, and somehow I managed to brush it off. I think I tend to act more nonchalant when I'm drunk, so I just pretend that I have NO IDEA he's hitting on me, and he backs off.

Rob came home after about an hour, and then Chad left. He left within 5 minutes of Rob's return, which made me think that Chad was a little...iffy about doing anything with me while Rob is around. Red flag number one. I'm looking for them now, I really am.


I'm going to visit Mike on Tuesday night after work. I'm staying with him until Wednesday night, possibly Thursday. I'm pretty sure we're going to have sex again, so if I can just hold on for another couple of day, I'll be okay. I don't know what I'm going to do, aside from fucking myself with that lotion bottle over there or Rob's shoe or something.

If I start going too insane, I'll probably come back to vent about it.

In the meantime, keep your fingers crossed that I get some tonight.