Bf took me to this karaoke house on Sawtelle after we, er rather, he had dinner at that Little Hong Kong place. I had already eaten and just went to accompany him. Tonight was my first official karaoke session. It was quite fun despite the fact that I was a bit nervous when we first got there. In fact, he took me by surprise when he led me across the street and into the karaoke place. I was like, "Where are we going?" He said, "You'll see."

We sang Funky Town, Time After Time, From A Distance, some Bob Marley, Stupid Girl, Red Red Wine, Santeria, some Frank Sinatra, that Titanic song, YMCA, Island In The Sun, Loser, and a bunch of others.

I kept kissing him on the cheek all night and smelling his neck. I'm such a little kitty. The moment I hear his voice, I smile. What is that?! Why does the sound, the sight, the thought of him just make me giggle like a little school girl? I get all chatty catty, too....like a chatterbox. Bf says I'm quite amusing. Yes, I can be...I even amuse myself.

Hey, did you know that the English like to use the word, "bonk" in reference to having sex? For example, "That's when I found out they were bonking each other in the hay."