Sexual Failure, Esquire.

I just found this draft in my posts.  I mean, there was no post written, just the title.  But the title is epic, so I’m keeping it, even though it’s entirely inaccurate.  And has nothing to do with anything I’m going to write about.

I’m learning how to do dental billing at work.  I’m also looking forward to learning how to do insurance billing.  I like learning new things, and I like the specificity of this type of billing.

Things are still going well with T.  Too well, perhaps.  Can something that goes so smoothly last?  Also, there’s so much physical chemistry that I worry we’ll decide there’s nothing there but sex.  However, we spend a fair amount of time just talking and doing other things together, so I think that is a false fear.  I’m obviously just worried about things in general because it’s new and going well and I like her.

Okay, it’s bedtime. I’ve had too many late nights, and daylight savings did not help.

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