Wow, what an 5 days! And here it is, my new blog in which I may reflect on my crazy sex life as it happens. I figure I can’t hold it in any longer, I need to update about this shit! But I cannot say anything for Paul W (my ex-boyfriend and semi-stalker who lives in Florida) will go on a homocidal rampage. Plus some my friends might have issue with it too, ’specially the religious ones like Amanda and Joe. So here is the new one, with all the juicy details of my deeds in bed… and more ^.^

My god, this weekend really was amazing! Well, this whole week was pretty incredible. Paul’s mom left for Ohio on Wednesday, so after orch we went over to his house. He made me pasta alfredo… yummy! Totally homemade sauce, it was good. It was really cool. Btw, if I get some of the days and facts mixed up, just comment about it. These days really blurred together… that should be pretty understandable though. Anywho, we had sex 3 times that night, twice at my dorm, one right after another, and one later. It was fun. After the second time we were wrestling around on my bed trying to distinguish one was the dominant one (tho I don’t want to admit it, I think he won) and Heather came back right as it was about to get interesting again. Rawr, stupid roommates. So then I stayed at Paul’s house and it was fun. Very fun indeed. His bed is very comfortable and I love falling asleep next to him. He is so caring and compassionate, and all he wants is to make me happy, which just makes me so insanely happy in itself.

Thurday was pretty cool too, tho I didn’t get to spend so much with Paul as I would have liked. he had crap to do and I had crap to do. *shrugs* I couldn’t spend the night either since I had a chem exam the next day. So Paul came over to help me study, and it was hilariously awesome. we layed on our stomachs on my bed as he taught me my chem, though we kept getting distracted…. tee hee. then I bit him, and it was fun. He was doing funny things to my nose, like poking it and saying “poke.” He was tired. ^^; Then he ran his finger across my nose and said “monkey” and I poked his nose and said “purple dishwasher.” *laughs* he completely freaked out. The look on his face was priceless! He looked half amazed, half in horror. Turns out ‘purple monkey dishwasher’ was an inside joke of his and he didn’t know it was a part of pop culture. lol, it was funny. So we finally finished ’studying’ at about 2am, so he went home. What a fun night though. I love him when he gets in his silly tired mood. Well, I have to go now, but I will tell of my weekend when I get back. I’ll talk to you later!!!

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