Cute

There's this problem with men whom I'm not attracted to. I feel awful turning them down. I know I'm leading him on, but he's so nice...etc. This happened with Narcoleptic, and now Mustache Guy. So we've got a date tonight; he's grilling steaks, wants to spend time with me. Honestly I don't think it's there. He's way into his dog and mustache and me, and I don't know if that's a good combination.

The problem is I want to wear something cute, but that's not hard. I know I look cute, and I can flaunt it without much effort. Sexy I have a heck of a time with, but seems like if a guy thinks I'm sexy it's regardless of my clothes. 

I am in such an awful mood today. I'm scatterbrained, tired, feel like ripping the phone off the hook and every single person's head off. Eugh. I wonder if it's the coffee I had yesterday, and my body detoxing from the luxurious caffeine high. Or maybe I didn't sleep so well because of the coffee in the afternoon/evening. Regardless, AGH.

Oh, but in other news Finn and I had a lovely weekend. By which I mean Saturday evening, when he came by quite late and we both got soundly laid and then I kept him up for a bit while he tried desperately to be asleep, and then I woke up about six and repeated, then cooked breakfast, fucked until I couldn't stand up, and then lazed a bit until he left for home. Total about twelve hours, including sleep, but nice nonetheless.