So, i went out on monday night and got left alone in a club with the Boss. It was going well, overly well i suppose. We were getting on really well, propably a direct result of the copius amounts of alcohol being drunk. But sitting by the bar alone with him that thing that sometimes happens between the two of us took place. We started to talk. Everything came out, all sorts of stuff that i had never told any one before about my feelings for the boyfriend, my feelings for the Boss, basically everything i shouldn't have said. This isn't the first time, sometimes i think he knows more about me better than anyone.

Anyway, the outcome of it all was that we kissed, alot. Then we went back to the house i was staying at and fucked. It wasn't the best, we were both far too drunk for it to be brilliant. The tricky thing happened the next morning. Usually when something happens between us the next day involves a mad rush out the door and a couple of texts that leave me completely confused. But we spent hours cudling and kissing, then when my friend rang to check that i hadn't slept with him (i lied) he tried to distract me in some very interesting ways. This is doubly confusing because we never get together sober. I loved it.

I am so mixed up right now, it doesn't help that the boyfriend is coming home tonight to spend five days with me over valentines day. I am so excited that he is coming home but its too early after the time with the Boss. I usually spend atleast four days after the event remembering it and getting that brilliant feeling that starts in my stomach and continues to move down giving me tingles all over. A feeling the boyfriend hasn't given me for years.

Time to go an see my baby and try and be the perfect girlfriend i am suppose to be. Wish me luck!