So Friday night I finally met up with one of my favorite peeps from the interweb. Jen, of You Would Think fame (and who puts the Oh! in Ohio over at Freakgirl), and I had a lovely dinner in beautiful downtown Dayton. She's so cute and teensy and after a few awkward moments (OK, maybe ten) we hit it off famously. There was good food, good beers, sparkling conversation, and then we totally did it. No, I kid about that last part. We didn't do it, and that despite the fact I had THE jeans on. The ones that make even straight guys (like Kinsey ONE straight guys) need me to put it inside them? Those. So, yeah, she's a serious lesbian. But have I mentioned how cute? She had a tie on, y'all. But all crisp and put together...very ELLEN Collection. And even though she's my vast intellectual superior, she couldn't have been sweeter. I only caught her giving me the "oh, you poor stupid boy" look maybe twice. Nice night. What did we talk about? The gay agenda, of course. Duh. My one regret is that it took so long to meet up. You know, cuz it's too cold for shorts and sandals so she missed my best attributes.
Monday, October 09, 2006
That's what happens when two worlds collide
So Friday night I finally met up with one of my favorite peeps from the interweb. Jen, of You Would Think fame (and who puts the Oh! in Ohio over at Freakgirl), and I had a lovely dinner in beautiful downtown Dayton. She's so cute and teensy and after a few awkward moments (OK, maybe ten) we hit it off famously. There was good food, good beers, sparkling conversation, and then we totally did it. No, I kid about that last part. We didn't do it, and that despite the fact I had THE jeans on. The ones that make even straight guys (like Kinsey ONE straight guys) need me to put it inside them? Those. So, yeah, she's a serious lesbian. But have I mentioned how cute? She had a tie on, y'all. But all crisp and put together...very ELLEN Collection. And even though she's my vast intellectual superior, she couldn't have been sweeter. I only caught her giving me the "oh, you poor stupid boy" look maybe twice. Nice night. What did we talk about? The gay agenda, of course. Duh. My one regret is that it took so long to meet up. You know, cuz it's too cold for shorts and sandals so she missed my best attributes.
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1) You are so charming, and adorably handsome.
2) You are also very smart and witty, and a terrific date.
3) I am good at it, but I am not all that serious about my lesbianism, and you know it.
4) I'm wearing a dress and heels to that Masqerwhatever thing.
Masquerage, duh.
Oh, that's OK, I sometimes call it MasquerAIDS in my head. Things aren't so very PC in my head.
And you're the sweetest. Anyone else who'd like to make a numbered list of my good qualities, feel free to do so here in the comments.
4) I'm wearing a dress and heels to that Masqerwhatever thing. As it happens, so am I.
Well, then, do bring a camera.
I'm not really a costume-y guy, but MASKS are required, so I might as well go for it. Catwoman, maybe?
::snerk:: I imagine that you would be impossibly tall in heels, but that you'd look pretty hot in a dress.
but that you'd look pretty hot in a dress.
I get that a lot. It's my girlish shoulders.
RE: heels
Maybe something low in a slingback? Not that I've given it much thought.
lol
All I know about is stilettos, baby.
I am terrified of stilettos. Can't walk in high feels, feel weird in high heels, think I look fat in high heels...maybe I'm not a girl after all.
Pfft, you're a very cute girl. And you were a gorgeous bride.
I'd do her.
Why are all these girls fawning over my blog boyfriend?
'Scuse me, your blog boyfriend? Don't make me cut you Charlie, because I might just. (Actually, of course I jest, mostly, but could you imagine? Given that we're both 5'4" it'd be like some sort of midget grudge match.)
Michael, sweets. We need pics of the jeans, at least. You know you want us all to want you to put it in us. High heels optional.
PS. Meant to say - I heart "When Worlds Collide". Cheesy ending notwithstanding. It's a big silver rocket thing.
Hobbit wrestling! Make it naked and it's like my GRAIL. Winner picks his hole. OK, now that was just crude.
RE: jeans
You know I just play about that stuff. Actually, I have an egregious combination of wide hips and no ass that mere jeans cannot hide.
RE: jeans
Blah, blah, blah - you set us up only to dash our hopes, time and time again. :)
Okay. Let's just cut to the chase. When are you coming to the WINDY CITY to meet THIS 'internet boyfriend?'
We could at least plan our itinerary for Sydney and TOA's deflowering. Heels and/or jeans...optional. I'm partial to dry-humping a Manolo Blahnik shoebox while getting my bung-hole licked, though.
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