"The One" and I unexpectedly found ourselves out the other night with a babysitter and nothing to do. So we went on a date. It was pretty fun. Ok it just consisted of sitting at a restaurant talking and taking the long way home, but it was pretty fun. I miss when our schedules used to coincide so that we had lunch dates at least once a week, sometimes twice. It was nice that sometimes we'd talk and talk and talk and other times the entire date would be mostly silent and either way it was just fine. It was comfortable.

On this date with "The One" we talked a lot about what I want sexually and how to make everything work out so I can have my cake and eat it too. I was permitted one date with "The Other" to see how it all feels and works. So immediately after we got home I got on and invited "The Other" out on Wednesday. . . Yeah as in today, but yesterday I got a phone call and was invited for a fun girls day out on Wednesday instead. So I bailed on "The Other" and this may seem very weird seeing as how I've been talking some what dirty with "The Other" as of late and plotting all sorts of things I could do to him. But it's not that weird when you consider that now that I have permission to do something I don't have to rush. I know if I bail that the opportunity will still be there tomorrow.

I also noticed that my late night chats have been much shorter. I think this is because I don't have to savor each word like I might not get a chance to chat again. I'm sure it's partially the forbidden fruit syndrome. Forbidden fruit just tastes better, although I can't say I'd rather have all "fruit" forbidden.

I told someone today that I am bisexual, someone I know. It caught them only mildly off guard.