The Rivalry

Sam turns 30 on Saturday. She is the first woman I've ever known to be excited about turning 30. (Of course I'm not counting Jen Gardner's character in 13 going on 30)

In celebration, she planned a big weekend in the Hamptons. I'm going to be going and I cannot wait. First of all there is guaranteed debauchery. Second, I've always wanted to experience the glam Hamptons.

Third, I'm gonna spend a couple days in NYC before going.

Jon was the guy I wrote about in my first few posts of this blog. That was 3 years ago. He and I haven't talked much, but we emailed a bit in June. He emailed me last week to see if I was coming to NYC. I told him I'd be coming on Wednesday.

OleMiss and I have been FWBs forever. He hung me out to dry in June as he respectfully dealt with an exie who still wasn't over him. I told OleMiss I'd be coming to NYC on wednesday.

Jon is expecting me to stay with him... and of course stuff will happen.

OleMiss told me I could stay with him. I told him I prolly wouldn't be able to control myself if I stayed at his place. He told me he's hoping I won't control myself and is expecting me to stay with him.

I fantasize about Jon. Sex, sex and more sex.

I fantasize a little less about OleMiss... but mostly about a relationship.

I'm not sure what all this means, but I do know I have to make a decision tomorrow.

Jon or OleMiss.

I decided to rest my decision on the Sox/Yanks game. If the Sox win, I stay with Jon. If the Yankees win, I stay with OleMiss. The way this series is going, it looks like I'll be staying with OleMiss... but it's POURING right now in Boston... and I just saw lightning... I imagine there won't be a game at all.