Jun 11, 2007 19:28
so.. i spent away all my woes on the weekend.
i bought everything a girl needs.
a vibrator
an ice bong
a pair of shoes
a handbag
i went and dropped off the toaster to mr baldwin's place before my david jones and friends spending spree. he waved at me from the window of the hertz van he was using to move into his new apartment.
he jumped out of the van, greeted me and hugged me, kissing me on the cheek. this is my guilty little crush guy. he's actually a very very sweet guy. there's no way i'd ever 'do' anything, and i'm sure you know what i mean. but if there was no man in my life.. well. i'm sure you know what i mean there too. actually, maybe i should clarify that. i'd have an unguilty crush on him.
he's 35, and is obsessed with rugby. no facial hair, shaved head. big build. he's funny and doing honours at my uni in my course in my major.
i think i'm pretty justified in saying i don't have a type.
the guys i'm attracted to span from about ... 16 to 60.
i can't resist a great sense of humour. it titilates me.
i still love looking at the menu, even if i always order the same thing.