Saturday, 9 October 2010

That guy + My hair = Good?

I went out with a good friend (who I have been perving on from afar for ages.. Actually I'll tell that story first..)

So I get the same bus every morning, and have for over a year - since I moved into this flat down by the harbour. Onto this bus a cutecute young guy often gets. I could tell he was queer - not sure at first if he was gay, bi/pan, or just a queer ally. But I mentioned him (because he's immensely attractive, and it's rare for me to see someone I find this attractive merely physically) to my friend at college. And she knew him!
So I added him on Facebook and we got to talking.
Anyhow, one morning recently on the bus I got my courage up and put his name into my phone and passed it to him, with the cursor on 'Number' and he actually put it in. :)
So later that week he texted me and himself, his friend (she's a love) and I all went to a gay bar (a sequence of bars ending in a gay bar to be honest) in Canterbury. God he dances like he's having sex with an air elemental! I wish I could dance. I can, in private, but I dunnoh, I just can't move in front of people.. Freaks me out. Possibly that disconnecty thing? Anyhow.

We went out again last night, and he did my hair with this gel stuff. I think it looks pretty good.
Also I keep losing weight, which is obvious when you see this picture.
Anyhow, here we are, me again. Rare, so rare, hmmm, pictures of me I like? What on earth is going on? Oh, wait, I remember - I get to be me soon! :)

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