The first thing I remember about
repoman is how he would make me smile when I saw his comments in
minjo's journal. He was someone who stood out to me immediately and I am not sure why it took me so long to friend him. He's quirky, but not in a "sidle away" kind of way, or even "nice to visit, wouldn't want to live there."
In addition to his obviously fine taste in women, demonstrated by his engagement to
minjo, he loves all the things a sensible person should love - art, music, books, sex, politics, food, writing…well, what else is there? He's a professional with blue hair (at least, now and again.) So, pretty much my ideal man.
But while I do feel cooler just being in his vicinity, one of the things I like best about him is how eloquently he can talk about emotions, something that most of my other glibly funky guy friends find difficult.
And while glancing back over his journal just now, I realized that he just lost his cat, a friend of many years, while I was on vacation. His tribute has me all teary eyed at work.
This is a man clearly deserving of love, and I hope he finds a lasting one with someone I also consider a friend.