I forgot to tell you...

A couple weeks ago I went to a bar called Hamilton's with Kurt (as friends, nothing more, don't worry). He said he had someone that he wanted me to meet actually. I wasn't doing anything, and sort of feeling like I was in a slump I agreed and hung out for the night. The guy that Kurt wanted me to meet was PJ. He is 37, and seemed like a nice enough guy. He's a little aggressive, but I've been able to keep him in check thus far. PJ didn't seem very interested in me until his friend Blair started showing more and more interest in me as the night went on. I had a really good time hanging out with Kurt and the guys. I ended up giving my number to both Blair and PJ. I went out to dinner with PJ the next day. We got some Thai food and went back to his house and watched "Office Space". He was cool. We had a pretty good time, he's obviously interested in me... but beyond physical interest, that remains to be seen. He was out of town all last week, and just got back last night. He was very good about texting, calling or IMing me while he was away which I thought was nice, considering he was out of town. But, since I had plans with Tate tonight, and he has a friend coming in from San Francisco tomorrow looks like he and I won't get to hang out until I get back from Tahoe. He keeps trying though. Telling me I should come over tonight. Good thing it was raining and I had an easy cop out there, I really didn't want to just go "hang out" at his house. I'm not dumb. I know he doesn't want to just sit and talk with me and get to know the real Lily. Men and their one track minds.