L'Amour à la Skonque...
Apr. 14th, 2002 12:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mousmeI'm in a rush, as I have to get to the Resident Evil game soon. Is it me, or has the LJ font changed? I don't remember changing my preferences... Oh well.
Here's my update, as promised. For those of you less interested in hearing a slightly more detailed version of my love life, stop now. There's nothing else in this entry. :)
Where to begin? Poms picked me up after work yesterday, which was nice. Not having to schlep back in the bus is always a plus. He bought me a yellow rose, which was sweet, even though it *is* considered a funeral flower in most cultures. Heh.
He cooked dinner again. Tortellini, which occasioned any number of Calvin and Hobbes jokes. Fun conversation over marinated mushrooms about dogs and various other pet stories. Much amusement and exchanging of anecdotes, mostly about strange dog behaviours and random rodents kept as pets during youth.
Then we watched cartoons for about half an hour. Pepe Le Pew, no less, chasing after one hapless cat after another. Much hilarity after watching Le Skonque, Le Mew, Le Pew, etc...
The rest of the evening was even more pleasant. Without going into excruciating detail (familiarity does breed contempt after all, as my father is fond of saying), I'll just assert that "the rest of it" as discussed with RDE is indeed extremely nice. Came dangerously close to following RDE's advice to the fullest, thus putting into question my whole resolution to wait until after I'm married.
Nonetheless, Poms was understanding and gentlemanly about the whole thing, if really disappointed. I was amused and very touched to discover that the sweetie actually went out and did *research* on the topic at the library. Was reminded of this slash bit of Harry Potter fanfic in which Percy does exactly the same thing in order to seduce Wood. Poms also sheepishly admitted that he has a Mulderish collection of erotica to draw upon for inspiration.
I was amused, and also vaguely relieved. At least one of us knows what we're doing, even if it's not from experience. I feel like a complete idiot in this, as a completely uneducated novice in the who business. Still, it went remarkably well. Didn't realise you could kiss someone for so long that your mouth could actually *hurt* afterwards.
Was still very very pleasant.
Kept having to dodge questions from the Parental Units this morning.
Them: "What are you thinking about?"
"What did you do with [Poms] last night?"
Me: "Errr..."
*lol*
To say the least, my thoughts have pretty much been one–track since last night.
Off to game now.
Here's my update, as promised. For those of you less interested in hearing a slightly more detailed version of my love life, stop now. There's nothing else in this entry. :)
Where to begin? Poms picked me up after work yesterday, which was nice. Not having to schlep back in the bus is always a plus. He bought me a yellow rose, which was sweet, even though it *is* considered a funeral flower in most cultures. Heh.
He cooked dinner again. Tortellini, which occasioned any number of Calvin and Hobbes jokes. Fun conversation over marinated mushrooms about dogs and various other pet stories. Much amusement and exchanging of anecdotes, mostly about strange dog behaviours and random rodents kept as pets during youth.
Then we watched cartoons for about half an hour. Pepe Le Pew, no less, chasing after one hapless cat after another. Much hilarity after watching Le Skonque, Le Mew, Le Pew, etc...
The rest of the evening was even more pleasant. Without going into excruciating detail (familiarity does breed contempt after all, as my father is fond of saying), I'll just assert that "the rest of it" as discussed with RDE is indeed extremely nice. Came dangerously close to following RDE's advice to the fullest, thus putting into question my whole resolution to wait until after I'm married.
Nonetheless, Poms was understanding and gentlemanly about the whole thing, if really disappointed. I was amused and very touched to discover that the sweetie actually went out and did *research* on the topic at the library. Was reminded of this slash bit of Harry Potter fanfic in which Percy does exactly the same thing in order to seduce Wood. Poms also sheepishly admitted that he has a Mulderish collection of erotica to draw upon for inspiration.
I was amused, and also vaguely relieved. At least one of us knows what we're doing, even if it's not from experience. I feel like a complete idiot in this, as a completely uneducated novice in the who business. Still, it went remarkably well. Didn't realise you could kiss someone for so long that your mouth could actually *hurt* afterwards.
Was still very very pleasant.
Kept having to dodge questions from the Parental Units this morning.
Them: "What are you thinking about?"
"What did you do with [Poms] last night?"
Me: "Errr..."
*lol*
To say the least, my thoughts have pretty much been one–track since last night.
Off to game now.
