elgac's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Lusting and moving I want to be a whitty well formed sentence writing fool. Ah aspirations of grandur of which I have many. I think I have rangled a drink with the young long eyelashed soon to be graduated graphic designer, tonight. He is so shy, which in juxiposition to myself is quite dandy. I greatly enjoy bring people out of their shells. I love people and the conversations that can come about if there are open minds and loose tongues. Now where to drink in midtown? The Prince of Wales is Wes and I place. I must not get formulaic... Hum there is Vickery's. They have the best cocktails. Yummy cosomo's or dirty martini's oh the choices. He seems like a beer man through and through. I love all alcohol, I am an equal opportunist. They can take care of all our possible drinking/food needs. Ah the beauty of the entertainment district. All with in walking distance of my apode. Now work lets out at 12:45pm I'm going home to arrange the rubix cube that is the first dorm bedroom/storage for me crap and life. Then my boss the sweety she is, with her truck is going to help me move loads of my stuff from the soon to be vacant apartment. Packing up a working studio of my assemblage work is so tiresome. Last night was sad. I want my stuff all around me like a magpie. The eye eats too. But after the moving drinking with the cute blue eyed designer. Oh ~sigh~ I hope that is happends I am getting a bit invested. Fantasy is a huge part of my life. More so now that I am single and can indulge in myself ever more. I want to get to know this man. More importantly I want to feel his hands. He has gorgous hands, the large short finger type, they look warm. In some ways he reminds me of my father. When I am around him I find it hard to look him in the face. Which for myself is a sure sign of a crush. I believe the eyes are gates into your soul/mind and I don't waste eye contact. And I with hold it for various reasons. In this case I don't want him to see my fluttering mind and lust. Oh bother I am clucking on on. I will have to get some work done. Oh I go.... 10:07 a.m. - 2005-05-27 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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