El fin de semana sin Amigo.

Sorry not to much to report here.

Back when I first started reading blogs and then starting one of my own, I had two pet peeves.  Bloggers that would suddenly disappear,  (I won't name names) and bloggers that would get post an entry saying they had nothing to say.

Now I see the conundrum.

If I have nothing new to report, perhaps I should just disappear?

Well, at least an update is in order.

Amigo seems just as smitten with me as ever.  He got a little "moody" when he offered to spend all of next week at my house, because he had the whole week off from work and school.  He even offered to sleep in my tiny guest room Sunday and Monday night so I wold get a good night's rest, because, unlike him I do have to work on Monday and Tuesday.

I declined the offer, but said I would like him to come Tuesday night, and he could spend the rest of the week.

I got the silent treatment for a day.

Then, I asked if he could come last Friday night and spend the weekend.  He had to work early Saturday morning, and had another function that evening.  He could have spent Sunday here, but alas, Utah's public transportation system is almost non-functioning on the Sabbath,  and he would have spend 4 hours traveling here and back to spend a couple hours here.

Yes, I could have driven there.  I could have picked him up, but gee whiz.  We're going to spend over 4 whole days together, starting Tuesday night, so why bother?

As it turns out, he came up on the train Friday night, was waiting in the house when I got home from work, and I took him back to the train at 6:AM Saturday morning, so he could get to work.

I've been on my own basically since I moved out of my Mom's house at age 18.  I've never had a live in romantic interest, neither male nor female.  Honestly, I like being alone, and I'm worried I'll have trouble with this adjustment, if it works out.

But, I'm determined to cross that bridge when I burn it.

I'm constantly surprising myself anyway.

I had no idea that cuddling on the couch, or napping with Amigo would be so damn enjoyable!

So, that's my life for now.

Okay.  There's a little more:

Since Amigo wasn't around, most of the weekend,  I went looking for a hookup.  I even posted an ad on Craigslist yesterday.  I got a few interested flakes, but found no one to blow me and I ended up jacking off to some great internet porn.

This morning, I left Grindr on for hours and hours and barely got a nibble.  I responded to a few CL posts, but got nothing.  Again, I jerked off, and then I was fine.

What's this mean?  I don't' know.  I'm doing what I can.  What I know.

By the way, Amigo and I haven't made any sort of monogamy agreement, although I would be totally shocked to find out if he was getting any on the side.  He's always calling me "his man." and he has some other choice nick names for me. (maybe one day, I'll share)

Our feelings for each other are a bit lopsided.  I'm hanging in there, and time will tell if my feelings for him grow stronger.  He deserves better, I know.

Maybe some day I will be better.

A photo we took of the sunset at the Great Salt Lake a couple of weeks ago.