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Ain't nobody dope as me

Best. Day. EVER!

So, it's 3:30 in the afternoon, my pm walk for a smoke break time. So I get my coat and flippers on, preparing for going out in the rain, don'cha know. (Actually, it was fairly clear today. But it's been weirdly snow-raining for the past several days, and a girl can't be too prepared.)

I exit the building, and There.He.Was!

No, I will not either shutUP! It is an absolute truth on my part. Don'chu be telling me shup up, Missy.

So I said, "Hey!" all happily and smile. "Come on, come for my walk with me."

And then he said, "My smoking doesn't bother you, I hope?"

Pissshhhh. That's so sweet he asked, huh? What manners, eh?

And then we walk up about five or so blocks, just to the part where I start breathing a little heavier and puffier, right? Beautiful. Now I'm talking with HIM, and I'm getting all huffy. Quick, put that huff away, girl. Fake it!

Which is just what I did, and fairly successfully, too! Now he doesn't know I'm so freaking out of shape that walking 5 blocks in 5 minutes is a bitch and a fucking half to me. I rock.

And we're all talking and get-to-know-ya-ing and stuff, because this is practically the very first time we've been in each other's company for more than 30 seconds of "Hey. (*god you're cute*) How are you? Great! (*saints in heaven, baby, you're still cute. God. Damn.*) ... Well, I've gotta head back. Talk to you later!"

So I put my breath back where it belonged and gently, er, felt him out.

So far, he is not only One Hot Piece of Man Flesh, but also:

1. From NC

2. Going back for Thanksgiving, where he will see his three brothers and one sister, among others.

3. in the process of getting divorced.

4. he's been separated for 4 months.

5. he's the father of a 2 year old, Cobey

6. mama wants him back, but he's done with it.

7. he gets his son every weekend, and during the week as he feels he wants to

8. he was dating another girl

9. but they aren't dating anymore

10. because she moved to NYC to be in the movies.

11. ???

12. were they porn movies or something?

13. he's been in Seattle for 2 years.

14. he moved out here on him own.

15. before that CA, and before that, NC

16. he's funny and fun, but seems comfy in the silences, too.

17. lives in the city (downtown, just blocks from work).

18. has no car

19. used to be in customer service (better known as the poor man's public relations)

20. But when he came out here and heard about The Company, got in here where he could, and stayed.

He asked me why I wasn't dating, if I go out and what I enjoy doing. He asked when I suggested I enjoy going to clubs, listening to music and enjoying a cocktail, I say he asked, "What's for favorite drink? A beautiful?"

Please permit me to sigh a sigh of utter contentment. Do you see what I mean about him being far too flirtatious for my good? Yes. So let us not sully this moment with thoughts of his being fast with the ladies though, okay darlings?

We're supposedly going to lunch next week before he heads out for holiday. I swear, I could just eat this man with a spoon. Probably not the most favorable way to demonstrate my lunch dating skillz, though. At least not the first one.

Erm... yeah.

Oh yeah! And last night the kid and I were laying in the bed watching a movie when he rolled over to hug me. He rubbed my tummy and said, "You're tummy's getting skinny, mom. You're getting skinnier."

God, I love my child.

I'll be off now to sigh some more and get all wistful and stuff while I go pluck out my gray's. I need to color again (real bad).

Do you know? The infatuation period is my very favorite stage of "dating." Everything is still "perfect about him..." and you have yet to say once, "damn baby. Why don't you go out and do something on your own today? No, really, just go ahead now. Buhbye, dear." My. favorite.

8:02 pm - 11.20.03
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