50's is pretty nice, especially in Chicago. You know that summer scorcher is coming, and it's gonna suuuuuuuck.
Anyway - Hooked up with a girl in Kirkcaldy, Scotland (a town like a half hour north of Edinburgh) and as we finished up she essentially started breaking down with a crisis of "I swear I don't normally sleep around like this, I'm not a slut, etc", and I told her it's not my business who she sleeps with, I've literally known her for like a day, but turns out this chick had mad issues about sleeping with someone she just met, and I guess tried to hold them down knowing I was only in town for the weekend. She actually even said she didn't invite me over with the intention of hooking up, and when she did I immediately told her we don't have to do a thing if she's uncomfortable, but she insisted we do. There was consent on everything we did, but still makes me feel like shit knowing our night together probably really messed with her mind for the next few weeks, maybe more. Felt like it was the straw that broke the camels back. Sucks because she was a pretty cool person too.