Desire

 So, I have this professor for my Constitutional Law class…he’s very–eccentric.  He wears the same blue jeans and red polo shirt everyday.  I used to think that maybe he just really liked that outfit and has several pairs of the same color/type of shirt and blue jeans at home…but then I noticed that everyday he had the same stain in the same spot on the SAME SHIRT.  His huge rimmed glasses reek of the 1970s and his hair and beard look unwashed and mangy.  In short, he looks like an old homeless man.  

Now, I tried not to judge this guy based on appearance, so I looked for redeeming qualities in his teaching methods, lecturing and general disposition…and came up with NOTHING.

Not only is his class and subject matter excruciatingly boring, but he’s just a mean old man who is rude and not helpful and DIRTY! 

Phew…glad to get that off my chest.

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I forgot to mention on my catch-up entry last time that Michael (my gay boyfriend) just got engaged! 🙂 Finally legal in NY, Michael and his now-fiancee are going to take advantage of it and tie the knot this time next year.  They’ve been together for almost 5 years now and I absolutely adore Marc, his lovah.  Even better is how Marc proposed to him… Marc tied a note around their little princess’ collar that said "Will you marry my Daddy?" and sent her in to the bedroom where Michael was…I just about died when he told me.  This is Princess Sophia in her party dress:

I went to NJ this past weekend for Michael’s 27th birthday party–he just had a small party at his apartment.  It was a freaking BLAST though.  I drank my face off, I do have to say.  I’m pretty sure when you drink two whole bottles of Skinny Girl Margarita, it negates the Skinny Girl part…but I’m glad I did because I hadn’t really let loose for a couple of months…I haven’t really been out and about–I haven’t been myself really since the breakup–but that’s changing, clearly.

Anyway–it did wonders for my self-confidence because I had this weird magnetic force around me that night…Michael’s cousin J.D., Marc’s brother Dave and Dave’s friend Jeremy were all competing for me.  It was weird, and I hadn’t felt that attractive in a long time.

Ultimately, I was partial to Jeremy and actually really started to like him.  He asked for my number very early in the night, so I knew he was interested very early on.  He also is reputed to be a genuinely good and nice guy according to Marc and Michael–who’s opinion I value highly.  Anyway, we hung out all night and ended up fooling around a little bit.  He slept over with me on an aerobed in Mike and Marc’s room.  We kept it pretty PG…ok maybe PG-13…but damn…we had some serious intensity.  He’s texted me since, and I would really love to see him again because I think there really could be something there…but you know how these things are lol.  I think it was what it was and it was great.  I’m happy it happened.  

It’s nice to feel…desirable again.