I am tired and cranky...even though I was home by twelve, in bed by twelve thirty, I have been tired all day! I guess I'm the type of girl who needs her full eight hours.
For those of you who care or worry about me, I did not talk to M, nor did I reveal my location of the evening so as not to be tempted by free and easy availabity. As I also said before Drk wasn't loving me as much as I wanted him to, and if you don't know the female psyche...it makes him that much hotter!
Here's my plan...I have about a week off starting today. I am going to eat,sleep and breathe and live at THITW bar that Drk works at. I will be friendly, but not overly. I will not initiate any conversations with the sweet little man. I will eat the burgers and fries he cooks me with reckless abandon and relish every moment of the calorie fest. I will accept the frosty brews he hands me with his well muscled,well tattooed forearm and drink them slowly, savoring the elixir...but I will not invite him home with me- no matter how much I want to kiss his sexy pierced pout. I'm going to make him beg to an inch of his life...and then...and only then...
will I win. And that's what really matters right?

After that-- I plan on sleeping for the rest of the vacation; so Drk better get his butt in gear by Monday, otherwise I'll have to move on to a new target. The essence of this whole plan is subtlety. That what I'm know for...being subtle. Ha!