Diary of a Kinky Librarian

So I’m a little behind on blogging, but I’m pleased to say that I’m completely over the virus I had this week.

Last night I had a second date with a woman I’ll call Jenny. She’s a cute, smart androgyne with a penchant for punk rock. I would have gladly jumped her bones but the occasion never presented itself. It was like this awkward evening of each of us waiting for the other to make the first move. And I might have, if I didn’t then immediately second guess myself and wonder if maybe she just wants a friend because she’s new in town. I dunno. I got a couple of nice hugs from her, but that’s it. Looks like I’m going to have to take the first step somehow… I think for me the easiest would be to mention in an email that I wanted to kiss her last night but didn’t know if she wanted the same. Yes, I’m a total spaz when I date women. Men are so much easier!

So we had a good evening of watching A Bit of Fry and Laurie and talking about everything from how brilliant Stephen Fry and Hugh Laurie are, to The Ramones, to little tidbits about sex. (Guess who initiated those conversations? Yup, me.) I’ve proudly declared to her that I’m a slut, I mentioned the existence of this blog and dropped various other hints as to my willingness to get naked, all to no avail. We sat on opposite ends of the sofa, so I tried nudging her with my foot playfully. I made comments about how the trouble with our couch (Davey and I have a sofa with two recliners, one at each end) is that it makes people sit far apart from each other. She only said, “Hey, it happens,” which wasn’t encouraging me to move closer. *sigh* I think we’re too much alike - two spazzes too shy to try anything. At least I hope that’s all it is. We agreed that we had a good time and would like to do it again. So um, we’ll see how that goes!