Of a nice evening out
The date went surprisingly well. Granted I could muster only the odd Witty Remark but I think that was a good thing. Such a nice/cute guy. He beams when he smiles but manages to look the Karoo dusk and not a strobelight.
It’s the weirdest thing, the past while it seems as if my taste in men have swung to the brushcut blue eyed Aryan firefighter/emergency services kind of look*. Delicious guy (ex swimmer, motocrossing little brother of The Original Camel Man) now this one (game ranger and currently electrical engineering student) and an old friend/war buddy of mine Bambi (metro police biker/engineer/pilot) that contacted me today after about a year of radio silence**.
Oh well. Maybe it isn’t so much my taste in men as men’s taste in me :) .
Made the mistake of trawling Perfect Guy‘s mails***. My feelings (or severe lack thereof) in comparison makes it seem as if I have the depth and strength of purpose of an autumn leaf. But on the other hand, look at what that love got me…Yeah. Going to stop thinking about that now.
I get to go to MM and The Original Camel Man‘s place tomorrow /YAY. I love that place and those people, it is my haven and my refuge.
1. Word of the day: fidelity
2. Insight of the day: I am not who he wants and yet I can be no one else.
3. State of the pool: Sloshed Earl Grey about to be divined.
4. Random thought: Wouldn’t it be awesome if you can get sleep pills that are like vitamins. So instead of sleeping you just take a pill or if you didn’t sleep enough you get some Supplement S.
5. Awesomest lines: An excerpt from one of Perfect Guy’s mails -
Miss the mountains too. Oh to just be… and be and be. I want to bottle the breeze Harry Potter style so that when you open it, it wafts for a good hour and a half out of the bottle. The scent, green and fresh laced with a pending storm, and as you said weather has been playing along quite well in that regard. I have on occasion just felt the need to drive, which I have done. R21 and in the dark you can imagine fields upon fields running in either direction, until the arced beam of headlight from the oncoming traffic burns away the dream like mist in the sun. But worth it none the less.
6. Scripture lines:
Fire and Brimstone preacher called Paul Washer that describes
Imagine this. Here stands God on the day of creation.
He looks at stars that could swallow up a thousand of our suns. He looks at them and He says, “All you stars, move yourself to this place and start in this order and move in a circle, and move exactly as I tell you until I give you another word.” And they all obey him.
He says, “Planets, pick yourself up and whirl. Make this formation at My command until I give you another word.”
He looks at mountains and he says, “Be lifted up,” and they obey Him.
He tells valleys, “Be cast down,” and they obey Him.
He looks at the sea and says, “You will come this far and no further” and the sea obeys,
and then He looks at you and says, “Come.”
And you go, “No!”
* You know the look I mean.The kind of guy who has a torch/CPR kit in his car and actually uses it. Open face, broad shoulders, good bearing. A grown up Jasper.
**I’ve missed him. We have known each other all of our adult lives and have been there for some of the most intense and life changing experiences of our lives, including a few near death ones :). I’m so grateful he is back /grin
***Where all of this got started.
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