Well, it’s been a quiet weekend (that I know of since I slept most of the day), and you know who hasn’t been next door.

If I was seeing right, the net’s untangled again. I couldn’t tell for sure since I can only see it from odd angles unless I walk right up to it.

Tom asked for fun yesterday morning and my weak spot said yes. I told him, though, that instead of making sure his angle is off so he can’t get in there if he doesn’t want sex, to just say so from now on. However, he got right in there, God didn’t interfere, but I was surprised he didn’t cum. I really thought he was going to and that God would have no problem with that at this time. I’m out of the miscarriage zone. He said he didn’t for 3 reasons basically and that’s that it was too warm in there, he was too aroused, and cuz it’s been a while since we’ve screwed. Now that’s where I’m different. He says that when he’s too aroused he can’t get off. Weird. The more I’m aroused, the more I need to and do get off. He also says that the more he screws, the more he cums. Well then knowing that, and knowing he’s supposed to want a kid, why doesn’t he screw more?

Once again, though, we both swore we wanted more sex, but I know that’s not gonna happen and when it does, it’ll only be for about a week. I also know that the pregnancy he says is gonna occur next month is bullshit. He just picks the wrong subjects to joke about.

Nonetheless, yesterday was a much better day than the two days before it and we got along much better, too.

In the midst of his second job at his mom’s, we went to the library and I got part 3 of the Blackstone Chronicles. So, I’ll be halfway through the series after I read this.