Here's a shock, I had a little too much too drink last night. I went to Adam's bar and the mixed drinks and shots started flowing. I did sober out a little before I left. I basically had a nice buzz. Enough of a buzz to do some drunk dialing. I wasn't drunk so I'm forced to take responsibility for my actions.

I called an ex that I haven't talked to in months and told him I missed him. I called Ryan, luckily he didn't answer. I just left a message.

Then I called, Sean. All our phone conversations tend to lead to phone sex. I've had phone sex with other people but with the exception of one other person the rest were unsatisfactory for one reason or another. Some were boring. Others were rude or cocky. Some were too nervous. Some were too excited. Some were too weird. It sounds like I've had a lot of phone lovers but really there's just been a few.

Sean, is different. He knows excatly what to say to turn me on. He's the perfect lover, so I'm glad he lives halfway across the country. I think if he lived in Chicago I may have cheated on Adam last night. And I know, phone sex with someone else is probally a form of cheating too but it's not as bad as the actual thing and it's not like Adam and I are officially anything other than lovers.