shit.

I had a dually clever title for this entry, but by the time I'd saved and resaved and opened and looked around for inspiring things to write about, I've now forgotten it. I'll letcha know if i ever remember it. gee.

My cousin called me up at dinner last night to wish me a happy belated!!! Isn't that sweet? i was sitting right in front of Dave at that moment and had just stuffed a huge piece of food in my mouth so I was like, "Oh shit...swallow...swallow..." And I look at my phone blinking, "Caller-id unknown" or something and expect either my brother or my mother. It was neither. It was my baby COuSIN!!!!

Okay.

Now I know y'all want the gossip on this Dave guy and how it went and all and I must say that I am truely confused about it all because I simply AM.

I don't think I felt really comfortable at the beginning of the night but by the end of the night....

He's someone very different. And playful. And cute. And child-like. Not childISH. Child-LIKE. and flirty. And doors open for him and shit. Charisma, if you will.

We didn't have to pay cover. And he's a cutie. And DAMN MAN!!! He's got a nice body!!! holy man. Yaaaay fourth generation!! This guy's got forearms the size of my calves!! (and i have thick calves, in my opinion). When he got out of the car I was like "ooooh yEEEAH."

190 pounds, nice hard arms and legs, six feet tall. And he's got clear skin. And sparkly, lively eyes. and a cute nose. And the smoothest lips. The only thing is that he's got rough hands. Really rough hands. And you know how I'm picky with my hands...

And he opened doors for me and he had his hand on the small of my back....

gee man. I'm confused because he gave me a yellow rose.

And after that night...well we got a little carried away.. I now have a bruise on a very sensitive part of the body (but you didn't want to know that)....yes...he gave me a yellow rose. As in yellow = friendship.

???

Is me.

The guy has been on my mind all day.

He'd be your passionate lover kinda guy.

oooh man. am i in trouble.

In other news, i have a couple days off before i torture my feet in dress shoes again. How's work? I hate my boss.

I have to organize lunch with Mark and the perky girl from former work. I promised them last week that it'd happen but no word yet because I'm working in the day and going to school at night, Mark has coaching and school and work, and Perky has two jobs. So that's just plain tricky.

Anyways. Back to your daily scheduled programme...

Anyone else home on a Saturday night?

Emails!!!

Did you know that I love email?? Well now you know.

Thank you to Stinky Terence for the congrats, Winnie, Glenda, Michael and Starr for the birthday wishes and to Dardy just for writing.

Know what?

I'm glad to know that there are good people on this planet earth. It's more reassuring.

quote:

And I'll definately comment on this at a later date...but I also felt it corresponded to tonight's entry..this from Jason, long overdue:

"I understand your love thing. Each time I think I've felt the strongestemotion that can be felt because I've never felt anything so strong, I'm shocked by an even stronger emotion that's of equal difference as the first set of emotions. I feel now that, although I can't imagine feeling any stronger for any person than I did, and still do, feel for (name), I'm pretty sure I'll run into a stronger one. But, it's stronger and very different, so doesn't make my previous emotions any less significant or special.

I think, perhaps, it is that I'm learning to form stronger bonds with people.

You cannot define love, you cannot explain it, you cannot create or destroy it. It exists, and when it does, you know, and you'll know without any doubt. Love doesn't make a relationship, just a bond between two people.

But love, ... it cannot be categorized, measured, or defined because ittakes so many forms and each time you love, you love differently."

Well a-men my brothah. That's such a beautiful segment. Isn't it?

- Main