Oh, alright. I phoned Mike, got his voice mail, left him a message, and he called back right away. Whoa. I was half expecting him not to call back at all, or at least let a bunch of time elapse, but he doesn't play games, which I appreciate. Anywho, we agreed to get together later this week. I told him that I need to go slow with the physical part, and in his response I thought he sounded a bit dismayed (heheehe). Not to worry, I'm not a tease, I just want for us to get to know each other first, build up some trust. Believe me, I can't wait.
Now my heart is fluttering and I've got a smile on my face. Wow, that feels good. Damn I'd better get to painting. But first I'm gonna go for a run. Gotta get in shape for when the time comes that Mike sees me nekkit (assuming nothing happens to interfere--knock on wood) (oh! I made a funny! wood!).
2:53 PM
I could wind up looking back years from now, smacking my head, and saying, "What was I thinking?" like I always have. Or, I could look back and think that it was a sweet episode in my life. Either way, I'll never know unless I take the leap.
4:42 PM
Went to the Taco Smell drive through and on the street adjoining my apartment complex was a squad of police cars pulling people over for speeding through a school zone. The ending time listed on the sign is 4:30 and it was 4:15. Fucking oinkers. I remember being at the San Francisco pride parade where people were stripping off and walking around in the buff and the cops didn't care. Well, this ain't San Francisco, jack.
posted by Newpeep, N.D. (neurotic depressive) @ 12:53 PM
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