Wednesday, May 3, 2006
So I met up with Surj and I'mma tell you...this guy is my next adventure...my next joyride.
I met up with him at Grand Central so we could take the 7 train to Shea. I was and still am sick so I wasn't that talkative and you know what....he didn't question me. I was carrying my computer bag so my shoulder was hurting, he was a good 35 minutes late from our scheduled time, I'm sick and I am hungry...so I was brooding. Bloop brooding is not a good sign for a fun evening. Matter-of-fact, at this point it's suggested that you not speak to Bloop, but if you do....DON"T ASK HER WHATS WRONG. I can usually get over whatever little irritation I have after the first 5 minutes of me being silent. I don't like being mad, I hate being irritated and I rarely hold grudges....so just give me my space to collect myself and everything is fine.
Men generally don't know how to do this. They want to "fix" whatever problem you have. That bothers me tremendously.
Surj took my black and fuchia computer bag and carried it, gave me a hug, kissed me on my nose and held my hand. Nothing else. No questioning me, no probing, just acknowledging that he knows I am not feeling well and in the best of moods. He holds my hand as he talks to his co-worker and his girlfriend. Every once in a while whispering in my ear that he's glad I came.
Am I just so starved for affection, that his simple actions are making really dig this guy?
This is only our 2nd date. Yet we are very...in sync. His co-worker thought that we had known eachother for awhile...yea we have, is a while is one week. LOL I learn more about him than I did on Sunday of course. Like his sense of humor is dry as hell but funny. So far I like it. Yet, somewhere in the back of my mind....I know this isn't gonna last long. I am ok with that too. I told him on Sunday about my "semi" boyfriend. He hesitated. No questions (which I love), just a look...a kiss on the neck and a "we'll come back to that subject later in depth". I can deal with the..."we'll come back to that"...better than a lot of questions. For one, if I am here with you slurping up your saliva and contemplating going home with you....don't question me about my feelings for another man. That's just dumb. At the game however he did make 2 faux pauxs...both which included the "semi". Does that mean curious, jealous? Not going to worry about it...just gonna go with it. After all...it's not like I plan on having sex with him anytime soon...it's not like I plan on ever inviting him over to my spot...not like I plan on this turning into anything meaningful.....after all, I have a "semi", I can't do too much....or can I?
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I know y'all like her...and I like her too. She's pretty as fuck and if I was a 6 foot dude I'd probably try to holla.....if I had Jay-Z's money! Bud-da I am tired of going to Nets games and seeing Beyounce's stupid little bitch clap. Bitch, your man is part owner of the freakin' Nets...they are in play-offs...everytime the team makes a fucking basket your ass is suppose to be on your feet!!! Granted she is there and I have gone to 6 games this season and she has been to every single one...so she gets kudos, props for that...yet this is play-offs and this game is neck-n-neck....crowd is going crazy...get yo ass up and scream like a mad woman! While your at it...order some nachos and drink beer out the bottle yo! Let the mustard drip off your hotdog...order an icee...
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My couch finally arrived yesterday...I likes it. My ass didn't order the extra care of having them scotch guard it....so when the delivery guys dropped it off...one of them left a drop of sweat on my couch....now microfiber is soft as a baby's ass...my ass....and I got it in a cream color....so I was about to lose my mind when I saw that drop of sweat.....ffffuuuuuKKKKKK, I should have gotten the protection!!...now I'mma have to spray that shit down my damn self with scotch-guard.
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I told my boss today that he needs to learn to swallow before he talks to me. His words always sound...wet. Also slurpy-like....S-W-A-L-L-O-W!!
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Surj and I are going to Blondies tomorrow to watch NBA...I was thinking about packing a bag. Yea, yea, yea...I am falling for the line of "I want you to sleep over. When I say that, I mean just sleep. It would be nice." I believe it partly because I WANT to believe it...and partly because I ain't fucked in 4 and a half weeks now...and counting. LoL Actually I ain't fucking him bud-da....I am down for giving him a handshake and letting him feel that brazillian wax I just got yesterday, with his tongue. Told you there is something about this man.....Plus, he's lonely...he just moved here from ATL and he needs to make new friends...LOL
ALTHOUGH, I heard that ATL men are the biggest downlow men around. After all, isn't Atlanta the gay mecca of the black community? Maybe I won't pack a bag...I'll jyust put in an extra pair of panties, a toothbrush and some deodorant inmy purse...heeheehee
I talk so much shit....really I do....half the time I have to look at myself with a raised eyebrow. Y'all don't really believe all the stories I tell you....do you? heeheehee
::UPDATE::
Surj did a No-No...a no-no....a no-no last night.
He Dialed While Drunk
He went out and had drinks at a fundraiser with some friends and called me to tell me that...with all the women there, he can't stop thinking of me. He thinks of me at work, at home and when he's out with his friends. He told me that he caught himself staring off into space at a meeting while "daydreaming" of us hanging out this weekend (umma, I'm with the Semi on weekends...weekends are my "married" time)
He told me more than I wantd to know.
He expressed himself thoroughly.
Ok, now I am a little cautious.
No handshakes and no feeling anything with his tongue.
THIS man REALLY is lonely. He just broke up with a girl that he had for 3 years, before he moved here in January.
ok ok ok ok....I was just telling someone yesterday that you should never repeat the things said during a drunken phase....so I must act on my own advice. Bud-da, I reeealllly want to kow the answers to somethings. We are still meeting up tonight, I will let him open up if he wants to. Until then I will act as if he never called and spilled out his guts to me.I know what it feels like for someone to constantly re-tell EVERYTHING I said while I was drunk... (little jamaican)
I met up with him at Grand Central so we could take the 7 train to Shea. I was and still am sick so I wasn't that talkative and you know what....he didn't question me. I was carrying my computer bag so my shoulder was hurting, he was a good 35 minutes late from our scheduled time, I'm sick and I am hungry...so I was brooding. Bloop brooding is not a good sign for a fun evening. Matter-of-fact, at this point it's suggested that you not speak to Bloop, but if you do....DON"T ASK HER WHATS WRONG. I can usually get over whatever little irritation I have after the first 5 minutes of me being silent. I don't like being mad, I hate being irritated and I rarely hold grudges....so just give me my space to collect myself and everything is fine.
Men generally don't know how to do this. They want to "fix" whatever problem you have. That bothers me tremendously.
Surj took my black and fuchia computer bag and carried it, gave me a hug, kissed me on my nose and held my hand. Nothing else. No questioning me, no probing, just acknowledging that he knows I am not feeling well and in the best of moods. He holds my hand as he talks to his co-worker and his girlfriend. Every once in a while whispering in my ear that he's glad I came.
Am I just so starved for affection, that his simple actions are making really dig this guy?
This is only our 2nd date. Yet we are very...in sync. His co-worker thought that we had known eachother for awhile...yea we have, is a while is one week. LOL I learn more about him than I did on Sunday of course. Like his sense of humor is dry as hell but funny. So far I like it. Yet, somewhere in the back of my mind....I know this isn't gonna last long. I am ok with that too. I told him on Sunday about my "semi" boyfriend. He hesitated. No questions (which I love), just a look...a kiss on the neck and a "we'll come back to that subject later in depth". I can deal with the..."we'll come back to that"...better than a lot of questions. For one, if I am here with you slurping up your saliva and contemplating going home with you....don't question me about my feelings for another man. That's just dumb. At the game however he did make 2 faux pauxs...both which included the "semi". Does that mean curious, jealous? Not going to worry about it...just gonna go with it. After all...it's not like I plan on having sex with him anytime soon...it's not like I plan on ever inviting him over to my spot...not like I plan on this turning into anything meaningful.....after all, I have a "semi", I can't do too much....or can I?
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I know y'all like her...and I like her too. She's pretty as fuck and if I was a 6 foot dude I'd probably try to holla.....if I had Jay-Z's money! Bud-da I am tired of going to Nets games and seeing Beyounce's stupid little bitch clap. Bitch, your man is part owner of the freakin' Nets...they are in play-offs...everytime the team makes a fucking basket your ass is suppose to be on your feet!!! Granted she is there and I have gone to 6 games this season and she has been to every single one...so she gets kudos, props for that...yet this is play-offs and this game is neck-n-neck....crowd is going crazy...get yo ass up and scream like a mad woman! While your at it...order some nachos and drink beer out the bottle yo! Let the mustard drip off your hotdog...order an icee...
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My couch finally arrived yesterday...I likes it. My ass didn't order the extra care of having them scotch guard it....so when the delivery guys dropped it off...one of them left a drop of sweat on my couch....now microfiber is soft as a baby's ass...my ass....and I got it in a cream color....so I was about to lose my mind when I saw that drop of sweat.....ffffuuuuuKKKKKK, I should have gotten the protection!!...now I'mma have to spray that shit down my damn self with scotch-guard.
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I told my boss today that he needs to learn to swallow before he talks to me. His words always sound...wet. Also slurpy-like....S-W-A-L-L-O-W!!
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Surj and I are going to Blondies tomorrow to watch NBA...I was thinking about packing a bag. Yea, yea, yea...I am falling for the line of "I want you to sleep over. When I say that, I mean just sleep. It would be nice." I believe it partly because I WANT to believe it...and partly because I ain't fucked in 4 and a half weeks now...and counting. LoL Actually I ain't fucking him bud-da....I am down for giving him a handshake and letting him feel that brazillian wax I just got yesterday, with his tongue. Told you there is something about this man.....Plus, he's lonely...he just moved here from ATL and he needs to make new friends...LOL
ALTHOUGH, I heard that ATL men are the biggest downlow men around. After all, isn't Atlanta the gay mecca of the black community? Maybe I won't pack a bag...I'll jyust put in an extra pair of panties, a toothbrush and some deodorant inmy purse...heeheehee
I talk so much shit....really I do....half the time I have to look at myself with a raised eyebrow. Y'all don't really believe all the stories I tell you....do you? heeheehee
::UPDATE::
Surj did a No-No...a no-no....a no-no last night.
He Dialed While Drunk
He went out and had drinks at a fundraiser with some friends and called me to tell me that...with all the women there, he can't stop thinking of me. He thinks of me at work, at home and when he's out with his friends. He told me that he caught himself staring off into space at a meeting while "daydreaming" of us hanging out this weekend (umma, I'm with the Semi on weekends...weekends are my "married" time)
He told me more than I wantd to know.
He expressed himself thoroughly.
Ok, now I am a little cautious.
No handshakes and no feeling anything with his tongue.
THIS man REALLY is lonely. He just broke up with a girl that he had for 3 years, before he moved here in January.
ok ok ok ok....I was just telling someone yesterday that you should never repeat the things said during a drunken phase....so I must act on my own advice. Bud-da, I reeealllly want to kow the answers to somethings. We are still meeting up tonight, I will let him open up if he wants to. Until then I will act as if he never called and spilled out his guts to me.I know what it feels like for someone to constantly re-tell EVERYTHING I said while I was drunk... (little jamaican)
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