We didn't survive a week of making out and innocent sleepovers because I realized there was a huge problem with Most Recent Guy. I guess I'll just come out and say it, since there's really no nice way to put it: he smells. He's a Smelly Guy. He doesn't shower after coming back from the gym, and it's like pulling teeth to get him to change a shirt before he wants to cuddle up for the night. That's a huge problem for me. Huge. I really don't want to be woken up in the middle of the night because of the odor emanating from the pores of the person sleeping next to me. It's not pleasant at all. And after a couple nights, becomes an even bigger problem that even deodorant can't solve (and which I'm positive he's never used in his life). There was so much potential! Or not, in the end. Next.
Last night was the first time since April that I've slept next to someone I found interesting and attractive. Needless to say, it was hard to actually get any sleep. I found myself watching him breathe, and then I'd check the time again, and listen to some more Sigur Ros, and then rub his back. He has a girlfriend, of course. But that didn't stop him from not minding that most of the time on the couch my leg was pressed up against his leg, and that the playful pokes in the arm and shoulder massages were returned in kind. It was all very wonderful and playful, and he doesn't even live in this state. He's just visiting a friend of mine for the weekend, and I ended up crashing at her place when it got too late to try to go home... not that I minded claiming the futon and pushing him to decide whether he'd go for uncomfortable air mattress or just suck it up and hope I didn't bite while he slept on the futon too. So, I've got a crush. I can only see it going badly, and me being further crushed by the crush. Funny how you can predict your own impending heartbreak...
I really need to get some friends to set me up or something.
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