Free Rockies.

One of my friends told me I am the Queen of the Free. Basically, if I can get something for free, I will. Some of my other friends call me a hustler.

Some of it is just down right luck... being in the right place at the right time.

At the moment I have a lot of time too as I'm DONE with the intensive care unit. Thank. You. God.

So naturally I went out on a craigslist date on Friday with a cute blondie who happens to be my age. I'm not sure why suddenly most of the men I'm dating are not at least 5 years older than I am. No matter.

Blondie and I went out for drinks in the lower downtown area of Denver. We kept getting closer and closer to Rockies Stadium as we bar hopped, then finally decided to just go to the game. We were standing in line at the ticket booth when a security guy comes over.

He asked us if were interested in tickets. We said sure. Then he handed us two tickets, saying "I'm allowed to give away 2 tix to every game, so I find good-looking people to give them to."

I'd like to give a big shout out to God one more time for blessing me with good looks, a kickass body and amazing hair.

We went into the game for FREE and sat 3 rows from the field in left field. A great date... except the Rockies lost. 

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The Author is just not that into me... I think

I think my last outburst stemmed from me inability to figure out the Author. We have great sex. The kissing is awesome.

BUT

He's only affectionate post-coitus. He won't text/call to say hi. Business is clearly more important.

MAYBE

it's my fault for breaking my age gap interest. I should probably heed to my own advice: dating older is better. The Author is my age... in fact, 6 months younger. I always have griped in the past about guys in their 20s only caring about money. Why suddenly did I think things would be different?

Probably because the Author is actually mature. Ugh... i hate that. Mature yet money-driven. AND YET... still invites me to do things like go on a boat, go to the movies, hang out... only to cancel last minute because he's gotta finish an article or something.

That's probably why I slept with Prosthesis last night. I was hoping maybe we could push forward. He is blond, hot, a former hockey player, older... I had high hopes.

But his pen!s is small. Terrible I know... and I was shocked to bits. Man was I dissapointed. 

What is going on???

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Can I handle this anymore?

Or should I even bother is probably the better question.

It's no secret that I LOVE men... plural.

But the holy trinity thing just hasn't been working out as well as it used to. PitaChips Le Deux broke it off with me a couple days ago. His on/off woman was back on and he really wanted to pursue something with her. Kinda sucks because he was my favorite blond.

The Author and I spent the entire day together on Sunday chillin in his apartment. Sometimes I felt he was distancing himself, other times he would get really close. I can't tell if he's just not that into me or what.

Prosthesis is superbusy, but I ran into him last night on my walk back from dinner. He's a cutie but I'm not sure I'm that into him.

I'm kinda at the crossroads, where I wonder what the heck I'm doing. I have a lot going on with medicine. I'm modeling next week for a benefit. My shopping blog is kinda starting to take off. These should all be great things.

But I can't get rid of my need to have multiple men in my life. I like that they're always there. The beauty of having 3 was that I wouldn't have to overwhelm just one with my desire to hang out often. But that's rarely been my problem since they've always wanted to hang out with me. I wonder if it's something about Denver, but I get the same compliments from men with less attention.

This will probably all pass, but I just wonder if I'm regressing or just refusing to try to be an adult.

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Giveaway at RoxyShops

I feel like plugging myself.

I'm hosting a giveaway on my shopping blog, Roxy Shops.

Head on over and enter!

Click on any of the links above or the blogroll.

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The Missing Tampon

Last night Prosthesis and I went to a bbq at one of my co-workers house. We were having a great time when it was time to go before I got drunk in front of the other doctors. On our way back we stopped at the british pub, looking for a brawl.

That didn't happen, but heavy drinking ensued. And then I sort of blacked out. I don't remember Prosthesis dropping me off or anything, but I do have this flash of yelling at the Author in the hallway. He texted me to hang out. I was on the tail end of my period and ready to get laid, but I guess he wasn't feeling well, and I flipped out on him because I wanted to hang. 

I don't remember what was said. I just know I woke up this morning to 2 texts from him apologizing for not feeling well and then another one saying he's perked up and still free to hang. 

I went to the bathroom to get ready for work. When I went to pull out my tampon, the string wasn't there. I freaked out and reached in... nothing. I didn't notice a tampon in the trash either. The rest of the morning I was so scared that something happened and the tampon is stuck way the hell back in my vaginal vault.

So once I was done rounding on my patients, I ran to the clinic. I grabbed one of my coworkers and asked her to take a look because I didn't want to be a toxic shock patient in the ICU. She went and didn't see a thing. 

I've thought about it quite a bit, but I have no idea where that tampon went.

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Prosthesis

I should update you briefly that the Principal is no longer in the picture. After a couple of dates and a terrible kiss, my naughty schoolgirl porn fantasies died.

On to Prosthesis, so named because he lost him arm in a fireworks accident. I didn't notice right away. He was the one to actual point it out to me while we were out having drinks. It's impressive. It looks pretty real, has a battery so he can sorta move it and almost perfectly matches his skin tone.

And aside from the fake arm, he is HOT, BLOND, tall, fit and only lives a block away. AND AND... he played hockey in high school and college. I KNOW!!!!!

I don't think we will develop into anything more than FWBs though... if even that since he was sort of dating a girl in my building. I'm not gonna rule it out, but I'm not going to push it either.

We did have a lot of fun on Saturday night. I was supposed to meet a friend of mine for drinks, but he had to cancel again for family stuff. I really really really wanted to go out for some wine. Everyone was either working, out of town or just not in the mood. So naturally I resorted to craigslist, and Prosthesis responded.

We met up right outside my building and went to a wine bar. We had great conversation and started bar hopping. I want to say we went to 4 or 5 places heading back in the direction of our street. I had a blast with him and he paid for all my drinks.

We've made plans to go to Red Rocks for their summer movie series, Office Space.... and Prosthesis found an old printer we can smash with bats in the parking lot.

Damn it feels good to be a gansta.

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Dating, Friends or both?

PitaChips le Deux had to cancel our date. He was going on vacation with his brothers for almost 2 weeks and some legal document problem came up with the business he's starting. He had to take care of it before he left.

That was too bad, but it was good to get a good night's sleep since I had 24 hour call the next day. Call was a killer. I think we got slammed with 7 patients and several procedures to do at the same time. It was nuts!

So when it was finally over on the 4th of July, I was happy to go home and sleep. I woke up and texted the Author to see what he was up to. He invited me to grill with his roommate for the afternoon. That turned into a huge party as other neighbors were out there grilling too. We made new friends with everyone. 

Author and I snuck away for a bit to hook up. He pounded me into his bed and then jumped up to go to another party. I felt a bit used... but figured we were just gonna end up as each other's booty call.

I had to work on the 5th, but it was only a half-day. I came home and saw that Author had texted me to see how my day went. I was kinda surprised, but texted back. He then joined me for the day at a local arts festival and then took me out to dinner.

We went out last night and I slept over, but I'm still not sure what is up. We love the same music. We have great sex. He witnessed me having a nightmare last night. (It involved water creatures, so I'm officially never going in any body of water that is not a jacuzzi/pool again). I think we enjoy each other's company.

But I also know we're both not good at commitment. Or maybe I'm just not. I am dating a couple other guys after all.

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Melrose Place

One the guys who responded to my first craigslist ad formerly lived in my building. He was telling me about the friends he had made, particularly that a lot of them would end up hooking up with each other. He said our building has been known to be a bit like Melrose Place.

At our building bbq a few weeks ago, I made friends with a few people in our building. One in particular was the Author. I could tell the Author instantly liked me. I thought he was a cutie, but I wasn't particularly fond of his beard. He invited me to go boating the next day, and when he took of his glasses to get in the water I thought he got cuter.

We hadn't had a chance to hang out in a while because residency is killing my life. But yesterday he was back from a trip and we decided to have some wine. From there, we went to the pool. From the pool we snuck our drinks into his gym so we could use the jacuzzi.

The alcohol really started to hit, especially when we went into the steam room. And that's where he was suddenly on top of me. I couldn't breathe in there, so we took it back to his apartment... one floor below mine.

Clothes came off. We had sex. I don't remember much of it. All I remember is my phone started ringing, and it was the Murse telling me he was outside my building for our date!

I SWEAR I didn't forget. I just hadn't realized that the time flew. I apologized to the Author, and booked it to my apartment to change. The Murse never suspected a thing... and he slept over that night. hehe.

What am I doing you wonder? I have no idea, but it sure is fun.

And I have my third date with PitaChips le Deux tonight. ;)

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