November 14, 2005

  • I’m not even going to get into much of last night’s card game except to
    say that sometimes you play bad, sometimes you have bad luck, and
    sometimes you are just really fucking stupid. Last night, I was really
    fucking stupid.

    One cool thing about last night, though, my cousin Ann had a chocolate
    fondoo set. At least, I think it was a fondoo set. It was a chocolate
    fountain and we kept dipping anything we could find into it, such as
    cookies, brownies, bananas, strawberries, marshmallows, potato chips,
    Ritz crackers and other things I can’t remember. I think I must have
    had too much, because today I have had a stomach ache all day long
    and…………….spent some time in the bathroom. More on that later.

    Damn, what a Bears game today. Lots of goofiness, but all and all, it
    was a great game, despite the fact that both quarterbacks combined to
    throw for less than 100 yards. The wind was so crazy, blowing the ball
    all over the place. I saw things I had never seen before in a football
    game, such as a field goal that was missed and ran back 108 yards for a
    touchdown and another field goal that was dead on until the wind got
    ahold of it and blew it way the fuck into the stands.

    I met Bryan today. We agreed to meet at Barnes in Noble in Joliet. I
    arrived about 7:45ish. I wandered around looking for him, but since I
    had only seen pictures of him, I was not positive of what he looked
    like. In fact, it had been a couple of weeks since I saw the pics, so I
    sorta forgot what he looked like. I even spent a few minutes checking
    out this cute guy who I thought might be him and I had gotten a gay
    vibe from. He was in an aisle reading a book and I kept trying to get
    his attention and to make eye contact with him, but he just wasn’t
    looking. After about 10 minutes or so, I saw a very cute guy walk
    through the door. He looked around and walked up to me. He asked me if
    I was Mike and I looked at him, punched him in the lip and ran out. Ok,
    so that didn’t happen. But, he did ask me my name and I asked him his.
    We walked around for a few minutes before heading for the coffee
    section area. We waited in line to get coffee during which I made
    several cracks about how there are too many coffees nowadays. We got up
    to the counter and the lady told us which coffees they had. One of them
    sounded a little like Karma Sutra, so I made some jokes about that
    which in turn made the ladies working there and Bryan laugh. So far, so
    good. In fact, he laughed at most of my jokes……………and, I
    think he truly found them funny. He has got great blue eyes and a very
    handsome face. In fact, he has previously done some modeling. He almost
    looks like a young thin, better looking Elvis. We talked for a while
    while drinking hot chocolate (me) and coffee (him) before he asked to
    step outside and have a smoke. We sat out there for a few minutes
    before heading in. Now, remember earlier how I said I was having
    some……..er……….bathroom issues. Well, they never went away.
    This makes for a tough night when you want to have a good first
    impression. After we were back inside for a while, I excused myself to
    the can, where it was more talk than action. I could see that I could
    not keep up with this for much longer. I told him that it was best that
    I go home. Since he had gotten a ride (he just moved up here from
    Georgia) I gave him a ride home. We got slightly lost on the way, which
    normally would not be a big deal, but I was not feeling well at all, if
    you get my drift. I eventually found his house and dropped him off. I
    wanted very badly to kiss him, but my other needs were definitely taking
    a priority at that time, so I dropped him off and hurried the fuck
    home. I did however, call him once I got settled back at home and we
    talked for about 40 minutes. We are supposed to go out again tomorrow
    night, and hopefully, I will be feeling much better.

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