p.m.: Max texts asking me to hang out before he has to leave for work this evening.
I’ve never actually been in a serious relationship — the closest I got was right before this current Tinder rampage. a.m.: I finally respond to Max’s text, and ask what his plans are tonight. 10 a.m.: We lie in bed for a while, Byron telling me about his niece and nephews.I’m not, but we make plans for Tuesday and exchange a few more messages. p.m.: I sneak off to the bathroom to send Byron a picture of my tits. I’m so determined to get some dick that I’m brainstorming with Byron about possible public places where we can meet up on our lunch breaks to fuck.He says his parents are in town and he’s having dinner with them, but he’ll keep me posted. p.m.: I head out of the office and up to Inwood to do some recording. Byron and I are determined to work something out today.My friend Lindsey, the host of last weekend’s party, has a makeshift studio in her house and we jam sometimes. p.m.: I’m still at Lindsey’s when I get a text from Max telling me he’s finished with dinner but exhausted and on the LES, so he can’t hang out tonight. Simon is supposed to come over tonight, but maybe I can push that back and pop by Byron’s quickly first.