Monday 090498,0425pmHST
Lets talk about hotties. No, the word "hotties" has really been said way too often. I shall use "yummies". No, that sounds like a Korean fast food restuarant. How 'bout yummy men. Yes, yummy men sounds good. Yummy men.
Yummy men are a rare find nowadays. I say yummy men because these are men that you can taste and you know they will be yummy. They look good enough to eat. Whatever part. Heh. The boy is yummy. Taye Diggs is yummy. Steven Sutcliffe is yummy. Alan Cummings is yummy. Greasy monkeys at Venus NOT yummy. The certain person I talked to today was yummy. But he seemed gay-boy yummy. Gay-boy yummy is a yummy guy who acts kind of fagasious. There's no proof that he is actually gay, just his little gestures kinda made him seem gay material. He was yummy nonetheless. I talked for quite a bit with this yummy gay-boy. Twenty minutes into our conversation I wanted to find out for myself if he really was yummy. Hell, I wouldn't mind riding him like a bull.
Why am I talking about this yummy gay-boy? I am talking about him because if I wasn't with the boy, I think I really would have considered asking him out. Yes I'm a liberated 90's woman that still wears her bra, and I have asked guys out. In fact, in all of my past relationships I was the one that made the first move....with the exception of the X. I mean I would have been deathly embarrassed if he said, "sorry I'm gay." But I think it would have been worth the shot.
What would the boy think of this? I think he really wouldn't care. We have enough trust between one another, so he knows I wouldn't have done anything like.....um.....fuck the yummy gay-boy in the dark room behind the desk. Ooo.....
I shouldn't think of the yummy gay-boy that much. Forget I mentioned him.
That made no sense. Erase the preceeding paragraphs from your minds.
Yummy. What a cute smile....oh...hehe.....ooo.....
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