Well.  I've had a glass of wine because that is what I have in the house and I am not going out for more and that's okay.  But all of a sudden, halfway through that glass of wine I get the mad urge to call my friend K. We talked on Facebook chat earlier today.  K of the first "real" relationship I've ever had that lasted a year in real-life and about three years physically. 
I'm trying to decide if this urge comes from a place where I want attention and someone to talk to if I've had a glass of wine or if I really want to talk to him.  Or if I have just not even seen a peen for about a month now.  The bad thing about being used to sex on the regular for the past seven years is that it is a bit of a revelation to be without it.  Even when I wasn't in a relationship I would keep an ace in the hole (which is a super bad but somewhat accurate metaphor) to get down with.  The bad thing about K is that he says he wants to get married and have all of my babies.  He really doesn't, he just is from a large Catholic family and is getting older and has not yet procreated and I think it's getting to him and I am a fertile good time.  We would kill eachother if we were ever to be serious, I have told him that a thousand times but he just wants to reproduce with someone who is as good as is available at this time.  What?  Yes.
He knows I don't want anything serious.  I know that we always had a pretty good time.  Sometimes I feel like he hasn't really committed himself to anyone because we worked really well on a day to day and the sex was awesome and he seems to think that he is the only one that I should really be with.  This is my ego talking.  But really, I would be so happy for him to marry a nice girl and have all kinds of babies.  But I would also be happy to get together for old time sake maybe once or twice.  Ugh.  I am a jerk of the highest order and it's not just the glass of wine, it's the needing attention and I need to get over it.