I've been on a high horse about one night stands. Not that I've had any recently, cause I haven't, but I decided to revisit one I had long enough ago, but not that long ago, in terms of how long ago it could have been. Am I making sense here? Well, even if I'm not, I'm going to pretend that I am and continue. I wrote about it all week, and even have a post about it on Souldish, one that the Editor (full disclosure, he's also my boyfriend) decided to "edit" because of my use of the word sausage, and because it was not in the context of a kitchen.
Okay. So, this one night stand, after asking some friends to retell tales of their own "if only for an evening" escapades, reaffirmed for me just how much the whole experience sucked. I haven't had many one night stands that resulted in full blown sex, but this one, well it had. And it wasn't pretty, and DAD, if you're reading this Happy Birthday and please don't go looking to read any more on the subject, and anybody else, please ignore the message to my father, who's birthday happens to fall on the same day I post this.
I think the part that pissed me off the most was that this guy actually lived with his girlfriend, and that he probably still does because musician's hardly make enough to live on, and she sounded like she had a comfy deal on the Upper East Side, and he sounded like he was living large. And he tried to see me again, and if I had agreed then it wouldn't have been a one night stand I guess. But what grosses me out the most was how little he seemed to care about the woman he lived with, and how much more involved he was in trying to get in my pants.
Once I told him it would never happen, he feigned wanting a frienship. But we got over that one real fast. And now, once in a while he emails me something or other, but once in a while I don't respond, and that's that.
Oh, and I've podcasted about it on Playgirl. It's not up yet, but it will be up tomorrow.
Posted by jamye at May 1, 2021 08:56 PM
because sex matters...