Friday, 29 March 2013

Movie Night (Again) with Sweetheart

Given that it was Good Friday, I had off from work today, but I still seemed to struggle to get anything done.  I needed to finish some files at work, go to the gym, and change in time to go to a barbecue at 4 PM, but it was like I just couldn't seem to make anything happen.

I finally got the files done by the end of the day, didn't even leave for the gym until 4 PM, and when I came home at 7 PM, wondered if it was too late by the time I had showered to go out.  Still, it seemed a waste of a day, so I texted Sweetheart to ask if he was going.

Good boy that he is, he used his ESP to figure out what I was really saying, and replied with:  "Movie night at mine?  Come over whenever."

I went over with a bottle of wine, and we at first mostly hung out drinking wine and trying to figure out how to set up a karaoke system that he'd bought over eBay.  We managed to get each piece working separately, but not together, before giving up.

We then put on a DVD that he'd gotten, "The Skin I Live In", although we had quite a few problems with the disc skipping and refusing to play properly.  Eventually about halfway through we gave up, put in a different DVD ('The Aristocrats"), but then decided that was lame as well, and so just sat there, drinking wine and chatting.  As I pointed out to him, the reason I came over was for the pleasure of his company, there were definitely worse ways to spend our time.

We talked about how he seemed to be developing an allergy to wine, his upcoming running of the Boston Marathon, and even how he was perhaps a bit more on edge recently because of how long it had been since he had sex.  Just one of those rambling, interesting conversations that meant it was nearly 1 AM by the time I left to go home.  Although gentleman that he is, he reminded me that it was time for me to go home and sleep in my own bed.

I struggled a bit to get out (turns out his front door has a second lock I was unaware of), and he laughed when he had to come out and let me out again, giving me a kiss and a friendly swat on the behind.  Ah yes, the guy I love spending time with, but who always sends me home at the end of the evening!

No comments:

Post a Comment