Ok... moving sucks. I actually had about six people planning to come over to help me move, but for various reasons some of them couldn't make it or couldn't hang around long. *hugs Rae and Tanya for helping so much* Then I had to make an unplanned trip to rent a dolly to make moving the boxes a little easier.

Upside ... I have a really cute neighbor who ended up helping us move my stuff. And then he offered to bring over beers and chat a while when we got done. Honestly, he's awfully hot, but talking begins to reduce that. God I feel mean for saying that, but it's true. And ... ahhhh... MiNKY calendar on my coffee table! And I'd had just enough to drink by the time he inquired that I thought, what the fuck, and told him what it was. *Evil Grin* I twisted his mind. Tell him it's not all necessarily sexual and watch his mind bend a little more.

Have you ever talked to one of those people who you visible see them turn things over in their minds? He's one of them, and it just wasn't turning. lol I don't think he expected the bluntness. He didn't seemed scared or freaked out by it though. By that point, he was well on his way to being trashed though, so he might not even remember it.

When it started getting time for me to head to shower and go to bed, I mentioned that I still needed to either inflate the air mattress or get the futon ready to sleep on because my bed was in pieces. His reply was, "You could come over and sleep in my bed." The smile was oh so cute. *mouth drops open* Things like that just don't normally happen to me. Was I tempted... he was hot, and for a moment I considered possibilities. Shirtless, hot guy who had been using powertools ... yeah, entertained the thought. He was well on his way to be sloshed though.

So, no, I was good. No taking advantage of the drunk neighbor boy. I may wish I had later, but now I'm off to shower and go to bed.

I just realized it's a full moon tonight... wierd things do happen on full moon nights.