Goofing around

Once again I was invited to co-worker’s apartment. He made we a wonderful meal. I am not just saying it to be nice, it was really great. We talked a lot and he is just extraordinary. Then, I kind of planed to make my move, he asked me if I wanted to watch a movie. I said sure and he started the grossest film I have ever seen. It is made by an Italian and it is called something like 120 days in sodora, I do not really remember the name. Anyway, if you are familiar with the saw-films, I can tell you that this one was 100 times worse: men and women being sexually abused, tortured and forced to eat crap. I kind of agreed to watch it and I sort of knew what it was about, but I had no idea it would be so bad. I mean, the plot reminded me of Battle Royale, only in Battle Royale the horrors has a purpose. Here it was completely random and insane. Needless to say, a movie like this does NOT make you want to make a move.

When it was finished, we discovered that it was 02.30 in the morning. Once again I slept in his bed. He made me breakfast in the morning and absolutely nothing happened. The next evening we goofed around at work. And the evening after that as well.

I really like this guy…

Love Mandy

Breakfast club

I am not sure of anything right now. I went to Co-workers place for dinner and movie night some days ago. It was really nice. He made me lasagna. I do not think any boy has cook for me before, so it was really sweet. Anyway, we talked a lot and then we started to watch Code Unknown, a French film, which by the way, is one of the most powerful movies I have ever seen. Anyway, once it was over, he asked: shall we watch one more? At this moment, it was about 11 pm and though I am not really known for my spontaneous behaviour, I said yes. I pointed however out that if so was the case, I would probably have to take a cab home. He told me that I could sleep over. I looked at him for about three seconds and asked him if he was sure. He said yes and I said OK. Then he asked me if I was serious and I confimed. He said cool and we watched another movie, this time Russian.

I slept in his bed while he slept on the coach. He gave me one of his t-shirts to sleep in and that was it. Nothing happened. He has not made a move, not even once. What does this tell me? I think he may not be that into me. Anyhow not in a romantic kind of way. He just likes to spend time with me. We have planned further movie nights.

The next morning, he made me breakfast. I couldn’t help thinking that he would be the perfect partner: handsome, cultivated and being able to cook.

Love Mandy