#WTF: About last weekend ... can I get a rundown?

OOOOOHHHHHH my oh my, can I just say how FABULOUSLY I slept last night in this little hippie commune! For reals. I'm in this super old totally rustic house in Boston, and I feel like it put me back in a time machine and I'm 9 again in our summer homes up at the lake. ::ahhhhhhh:: ah-mazing.

Alrite, so are you ready to hear about my Chicago trip?? Holy CRAP I have never fallen in love with a city so hard and so fast. Seriously!! It's a perfect blend of San Diego, LA, and NYC. I TOTALLY plan on spending more time there in the future.

First off, I stayed in a hostel downtown - HI Hostel. It was sooooo rad!!! I never had the college experience, but I can imagine that this was what it was like. I stayed in a room with 8 other people, on a bunk bed with a locker - but it couldn't have been a better deal. Seriously!! I spent like $90 on the entire weekend, and that included the $20 membership fee (you end up getting $3 off every night for the entire year - this is going to now be a frequent thing with me, so I went for it - ANNDD you also get a night free by being a member. SUH-WEET!!), taxes and what not.

It was great!! I love love love socializing with people, and sort of throwing myself out there and seeing what comes back. My roomies must have hated me though because I was totes that girl that didn't leave any of her stuff out - so when I came back to the room at like 2am, I caused quite a disturbance getting in and out of my locker. Whoopsies! Lesson learned.

So on Saturday night, I used the new location integrated OKC app, and wound up having a SUPPEERRRR rad date with this duderino named Boris. For reals! Really really really nice guy. He took me to this placed called Citizen, and we grabbed a couple of beers and gabbed about life. Really sharp, and smart duderino. Had a blast.

THEENNNNNNN on Sunday, I gave my talk at the #20sbsummit. OMG I was FREAKING out before I went on stage. I'm not a public speaker - I'm an introvert. I get SUPER awkward, and kinda want to go back into my little hole - but the only way I am ever going to get over it is to put on my big girl pants and just do it. No one likes public speaking, but what makes you better at it is repetition.

Aside from a few slides missing (stupid lady with her stupid revamping of my slides to her stupid template. Dudes, she came up to me before I went on and said, oh, I took one of your pics out from your presentation because it was super blurry. I shot her this look and said, wait, you mean you took out Chester from Linkin Park?? Oh, she said. Whoopsies. Ding dong - anyone home? Don't fuck with someone's slides man - let alone forget about the other THREE slides that just magically disappeared!! ARGHH!!), it went INCREDIBLY well!! Here, I don't want to tell you all about it - that feels weird. Just read the tweets ...

Ah-mazing. Had SOOOOOOO much fun. It was really rad too to see what people got excited about. Especially helpful with the generals I'll be taking in NYC. I basically am sitting down with all these networks and publishers and telling them my story - so fucking amped man.

So, after my speech I crawled back into my little hole aka the corner bakery (FREE WIFI) to decompress and also get some writing did. As I was sitting tweeting and thanking everyone for their kind words (there is NOTHING trippier than re-reading people live-tweeting you. haha that was a first, and you all were INCREDIBLY kind. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you - again), I hit a few peeps up and asked if we could all get together and grabbed a beer. They were all stoked and totally game, and someone suggested Pint in Wicker Park.

I hopped on the subway, and after getting lost for 15 solid minutes (dudes, it was one of those 6 streets intersecting intersection-thingies) - for the LIFE of me I could not tell which way the street went - I got to Pint, found the group and BOOM walked over to the bar to get a drink.

I walk right up to see what beers they have on draft, and notice this guy turn to look at me - and then WHIP his head right back to take another look.

Now, I'm normally COMPLETELY oblivious to that shit - but not only did I catch it that time, I also thought he was pretty hot.

Excuse me, he says without skipping a beat, I know this is going to sound cheesy, but I have to say - your eyes are on FIRE right now. <tangent> In person my eyes are even more superly duperly blue than in pics, and depending on my mood they can also change colors and get very. very. very. intense. </tangent>

Thank you, I say. Hi, I'm Jen I say as I outstretch my hand.

Cute Boy Chicago introduces himself and the duderino next to him.

We start talking for a moment, and OMG grab me a fucking drool cup ... this guy was SOOOOOOOOO hot. He had this exotic look to him (he's a total mutt), but also this cocky swagger that is an instant panty dropper. I told him I'd love to chat, but I'm here with a group and don't want to be lame.

He grabs my phone and after a few seconds of trying to figure it out, put his number in to call himself.

310 ... WAIT! I say!!

You're a 310?!?!?!!?!?!?!?

Yeah, born and raised in Los Angeles.

OMG OMG OMG!! That's where I'm from.

<tangent> dudes, even Boris the OKC duderino was from LA! What the hell are the odds!!! Like energy will ALWAYS find each other. Totally fucking trips me out!!! </tangent>

I returned to the group and about 10 minutes later, Cute Boy Chicago interrupts the group to tell me he is leaving.

Wait, no! I say. You're not allowed to leave, I was going to just grab another drink and say hello.

Here, I'll walk you over.

We get over to the bar, and after he grabs me a beer he tells me that he has to get to a Cubs game. Let's hang out later tonight though. How long are you in town for? Just til the morning. My flight is at 7, going to get to the airport around 5:30.

I'll text you, he said as he leaned in and kissed me on the cheek.

::SWOON::

An hour later, I called it a night at Pint, and headed back to the hostel to gather up all of my shizzy shiznat and start packing. I wasn't sure if I was going to hear from Cute Boy Chicago, after all every chick has heard "I'll text you" and been stuck by the phone waiting.

Fortunately, by throwing myself at the world so much, I don't have to wait.

I was on the metro back, and this SUPPPERRR hot duderino I hooked up with once in LA started texting me. It went from PG-13 to XX before the train came to a stop.

Turn me on, I texted - and boooyyyyyyyyy did he ever.

Then while we were sexting this RANDOM picture text comes in from this chick that was sending pics of herself to presumably some dude.

I start laughing, ruining the sexual mood - but who cares at that point, hahaha how often does some random chick send you pics of herself.

I text back ... "more"

She sends the original pics back.

Fuck. I got called out!! At least I tried, hahahahahaa!!!

During the sexting, and random pic sending - Cute Boy Chicago starts texting me. "What are you up to?"

I told him I was back at the hostel.

The game is almost over. I'll meet you there in an hour?

Perfect!

Like clockwork, he showed, and holy fuck this guy is hot.

Again though, it's the kinda hot that he knows it, he knows that I know it - and that can get old. You have to have to have to have the personality to back that shit up with. I dig dudes that know what they want and go after it - but there is a fine line between being confident and being a flat out asshole.

We start walking and exploring and after hitting two bars up that were closed, he decides to hail a cab and ask the cabbie to take us to an area that is still open.

SUPPERRR SMARRTT!! I thought!!!! I would have only suggested googling something, didn't think of hailing a cab. Smarty mcsmarty pants!

We head over to this irish bar and cop a squat.

Cheers he says as we lift our beers.

Strong eye contact, I thought. Well done.

We start talking, and he was pretty rad. He was in Chicago for a wedding, he actually lives in DC.

Awesome, I said.

We went back and forth pretty comfortably. Nothing weird or awkward.

It's funny though, our personalities are a lot a like - he digs playing with people, and riling them up. As we were sitting there he started talking to people around us, and my ADD kicked in. Something shiny, look!!!

I dunno, man - I wasn't mad at it clearly, but if I'm with someone I don't do shit like that. I make a conscious effort to not look at my phone, and give 110% of my energy to the person I am with. It's the polite thing to do. But whatevs, I can get where he is coming from with wanting to play with people - I do it too - but I sat there thinking this guy and I are WAYYYYYY too much alike, it would just get weird. Seriously, you have to find someone that compliments you in a certain regard to balance the personalities. I basically found me in a dude - and I wasn't mad at it, but realized this prolly wasn't going to go anywhere.

I get up to use the restroom, and he goes in for the kiss.

and daaaaayyyuuummmmmmmmm did we kiss.

"I never thought kissing a nerd would feel so good," he said as I walked away.

MWAHAHAHAA!! Nerds do it right, man!

After a couple more beers, and a couple more characters coming to the table (as he had continued talking to some peeps) - we decide to call it a night, went dutch, and grabbed a cab.

I didn't even notice the address he said, all I knew was after about 10 minutes I was in a super swanky apartment building.

This is the groom's apartment. Either he is going to be there with his wife and we are going to leave - or it's going to be empty and we can party, he said. 

We walk past the door guy, head upstairs, and as he opens the door he goes, it's safe! Come on in.

I take a look around, muy impressivo!

.25 seconds later, we start making out.

.25 seconds later, my clothes are off.

.25 seconds later, his clothes are off.

.25 seconds later, a condom wrapper rips.

Well HELLOOOO sunshine, I thought.

Yep, and then we boned. Not necessarily my intention to be honest. I was going somewhere between heavy petting, and 8th grade make out - but FUCKKKKKK this guy turned me on, and after a night of sexting - I was a horny horny bitch.

OMG let me all tell you right now, even sitting here writing this - this was HANDS DOWN the best sex I have ever had outside of being in love and in a relationship. SOOO MUCH PASSION!!!! Our bodies just melted together, I've never felt that with a guy outside of me being in love with him - and DEFINITELY never with a dude I just randomly met at a bar.

When we were done, he turned over and said - I know we both aren't virgins or anything, but wow. Dude, I know - I said. That was epic.

Wow. Wow. Wow. he said.

I ran over to set the alarm on my phone for 4am (just incase), and BOOOMMMM we had some more hot nook nook for the next couple of hours.

I am not even kidding you when I say this is the BEST SEX I HAVE EVER HAD!!! Seriously!!! I know when you're in love and you "make love" with someone - it is different. This wasn't that, clearly, but FUCKKKK did it on a physical level feel close. It was instinctual, I knew how to respond to him, and he knew how to respond to me. FUCKING TRIPPY!!!!!

After only getting 45 minutes of sleep, my alarm went off - and I grabbed my clothes and headed back to the hostel to get my bags (which fortunately I had already packed) and headed off to the airport.

I kid you not the ENTIRE day I was traveling yesterday I couldn't stop thinking about this dude.

That sex was ah-mazing. Like ah-mazing ah-mazing and something you don't get to experience every day. He said he lived in DC and oddly enough I am going to be there in a few weeks.

The timing on all of this is SO WEIRD, I thought.

Either way, after a full day of traveling and less than 3 hours of sleep in 48 hours, I end up in Boston and see a text from him.

"What's the name of your site, again?"

HAHAHAHAAHA I was going to write about you on there, I thought. Ah, fuck - I'll just tell him.

TalkNerdyToMeLover.com - and I'm @JenFriel

Got it, he said.

What's your last name?

XXXXXXXXXXX

Rad. I want to see if we have any mutual friends.

I then go over to his Facebook page, and BAM just like that - we had one.

I sat there staring at the "friend" option and then wondered if I should click.

He had over 1,000 friends - so meeehhhhhhh - but I still didn't know.

Seriously, I just had sex with this guy and I am not sure if I am going to friend him on Facebook?

His penis was inside of my vagina and I am questioning whether or not I want his virtual friendship? This sounds absurd to the rest of the world as well, right?

I then decided to ask my Facebook friends what the rules were on this sort of thing ...

There ya have it! People don't friend one night stands.

I dunno though - this guy isn't a one night stand. I'd bet my LIFE on it!!! The sex was too good - and he knew it too. I don't know what that means, or even the fact that we live on the other side of the country from each other - but I want more. I'll be in DC in a few weeks, and we will have to see. AHHHHH LIFE!!! You are so fucking, random!!! I love it! I love it! I love it! And I LOOOVVEEEDDDDD CHICAGOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!

#thatisall

ps. I still haven't friended him on Facebook which means I actually think I like this boy. Why am I even overthinking this?!?! Stop it, Jen!! STOP IT!!!!!