I swear I published this article, oh well, I'll do it again. Damned computers and my lack of knowledge of them.
Anyway, you'll never guess what happened that night when I went out with Michael. You remember Michael? Little cutesy, shy, bumbly sweet guy who I met at work? We went out for Thai food and he tells me that his line of work is in taking his clothes off ie he is a stripper. The guy who couldn't even ask me out himself and got his sister to do it for him, takes his clothes off on a regular basis in front of many lusting women. Madness. I almost choked on my noodles when he told me, he really could have picked a better time. I thought he was taking the piss at first but no, it's true. So I asked him why he couldn't ask me out and he mumbled something about me being so beautiful...yada yada...it was a clever line anyway but not needed, I'd have screwed him anyway. Needless to say the sex was riveting....
He so doesn't look like your normal stripper. Obviously once I got back to his place he could tell that I was just playing along and didn't really believe him so he showed me some pictures and his work card thingy and said he works for a company who send out alternative strippers to the stereotypical big muscly type. Their guys tend to be just skinny, toned and hot or slightly chunky, better if you ask me. The muscly ones can be kinda off putting. Anyway, can you believe that! I went out on a date with a fucking stripper. Insane.
I don't really want to date him, we decided to keep things casual and anyway I'm not sure how I feel about him. He's cute and sweet but I don't like dating. I need lots of guys not just one. Also, there's still Ryan's bud to consider. I adore him. He's so pretty, I just like everything about him. But then again I don't want to get tied down again. Why is it nothing happens for a while, everything is so laid back then suddenly- train wreck- you've gone off the rails and unable to do anything right?
Going to see Ryan play another gig tonight. He's so hyperactive right now. He's spent all morning counting the numerous card decks we have to make sure there is the correct number. Why? He's also taken Hunter out for a walk at least five times and it's only 10am, he usually can't be bothered and never does it. He wants me to come up and sing part of one of his songs with him. It's my favourite one that he's done but I'm not sure. When I'm drunk I'll be up there like a rocket but it might seem a bit cheesy, you know, brother and sister duet, Donny and Marie- I dunno. I think I'll do it though. The song is awesome, he really should start recording something.
