Judgment

OK, so I don’t always exercise good judgment. Ended up out with K. twice more that week — once to see Broken Bells, great show, and again Friday night. First impressions still hold, though: he’s looking for a girlfriend, I’m looking for an exit strategy. He’s had a vasectomy, hence him not being worried about getting me pregnant. Still weird, though, and entirely inappropriate for someone as active as I’ve been lately (although I’ve been very safe elsewhere).

After my foot surgery (more on that later), he came by to keep me company Saturday night… yes, I asked him, I guess I just needed to play this out. He confided his growing interest in me, really wants me to reciprocate. I keep putting him off but realize I’ll have to address it asap.

In the meantime, pushed for a rescheduled date with G., who seems so much more appealing right now. Together, nice big dick, no complications. We’re going to spend an evening in at his place, order in, watch a movie.

Tomorrow, I’ll deal with K. Can’t let this go to the holidays; he should have a chance to try to drum up something else. I have a feeling this is going to be bad though. I should have ended it already but there is a part of me that likes him. If he was willing to keep it casual and just become part of the repertoire, it’d be really fun. Oh well – can’t always get what you want. If it’s all or nothing, I’m voting nothing.

Ta for now, dear readers. Bad Annie’s gotta get ready for her date.