So much for celibacy.

On Sunday I took some stuff back to the flat in Manchester, ready for moving back in after the Christmas hols. I was spending the night there because my sort-of fuck buddy was supposed to come round, but by midnight there was neither sight nor sound of him. And so I had a couple of drinks to calm my iritation. Vodka. I'm beginning to realise vodka makes me completely uninhibited. And horny.

So I find myself Facebook flirting with this guy I sort of know - friend of a friend, I met him at a party last month when I was still seeing the last guy, and we got on well and had a laugh. It's midnight, I thought I was going to get laid and hadn't, so I thought fuck it and asked him if he wanted to come round.

He did, complete with a bottle of Southern Comfort.

We spent a couple of hours talking and laughing, and then of course we slept together. He spent the night, it wasn't awkward in the morning - all very civil. He's a really nice guy, plus he had a hairy chest. Been a while since I've seen one of those. But there was no real heat, no desire - I just wanted to get laid and he was willing, simple as that.

So I've gone back on my no casual sex resolution already. But I feel good about it - he's not a complete stranger and we did actually have a conversation before getting down to it. Besides, I'm just not the celibate type.

New Years Eve was awesome!

We spent midnight in a car in Manchester town centre, looking for a parking space so we could go to this bar. But it was the best NYE I've had in years. I was with my cousins, my best friends, laughing my head off. I couldn't have asked for more.

AND, so far in 2008 I haven't had sex. Which means I haven't slept with anyone inappropriate, yay! This bodes well for my new year's resolution, which is: stop shagging around. Unless the guy's really hot.