I feel bad sort of...

I had the funniest IM conversation with one of my coworkers the other day. I got her permission to post it. I'll post it later.

It's Friday and I feel pretty good with the exception of my knee. That still hurts and it's been preventing me from riding my motorcycle. Lately, when I ride my knee hurts as soon as I get off my bike. So I'm headed to the docotor next week to have it checked again.

Beautiful and I seem to be at something of a standstill. I can't stand her some days. She's still around. The arguing has slowed down some but I wonder if that's a side effect of me caring less each day.

I had a dream the other night about this one lady. I'll call her The Older Woman. She and I almost hooked up last year. She's married. She was entertaining the idea of having drinks with me. My work brings me into contact with her from time to time. She initiated the idea of having drinks.

So one day we're talking and she goes (paraphrased),
The Older Woman: I don't know if I can cheat on my husband.
Me: Huh? I thought we were having drinks?
The Older Woman: We are but doesn't that mean that you're going to sleep with me?
Me: No. It just means we're having drinks.
The Older Woman: Oh. I thought you wanted to have sex with me.
Me: That's assuming a lot. I thought we would have drinks and go from there.
The Older Woman: I really thought we were going to have sex.
Me: I never assumed that at all. Don't get me wrong, I think you're hot as hell but....
The Older Woman: So maybe we shouldn't do this.
Me: That works for me.

Now she goes out of her way to talk to me. I think she was spurred on by the fact that I didn't want to simply sleep with her. It's a pursuit thing I'm sure. She's not being pursued and likes that. My long winded point is, I ran into her again and I had a hot ass dream about her that night. We ended up having really good sex in my dream. That same night Beautiful slept over and I'm really hoping I didn't talk in my sleep. Good thing it wasn't a wet dream either.

Cute College Girl stops by my desk yesterday. The conversation goes:

Cute College Girl: Anathematik, want some Starbucks?
Me: That depends on who's buying.
Cute College Girl: Well I'll buy for you.
Me: Cool. (I give her my order)

Fast forward to today; she stops by again to show me her new shoes. She was sans titty shirt. My coworker noticed that whenever she stops by she's always wearing really tight shirts that accentuate her mammaries. I felt bad because I was sitting there with Starbucks and never offered to get some for her. She looked hurt. My coworker said I was under no obligation to buy her coffee. My coworker also said it's her fault because she always flirts with me. My coworker is a female so I'll take her word for it.

Loud Mouth Guy is still around. Today he's wearing sunglasses indoors. Either that or they are those stupid self tinting glasses. I'm so tempted to sing Corey Hart's, 'I wear my sunglasses at night so I can, so I can...'

That's all. I have a busy weekend planned. Hope you do too. Pax.