Secret Lovers are always the best.
Under cover of night, in the glow of street lights. Laughter always echos against the shadows.
Its not just the emotion, its the way that passion feels when its not known by everyone. When the eye contact is code. When we are the only ones who know.
Its just more fun.
Secret lovers are good for that. Fun.
Emma Thompson, reminding me why I will never again date a man who doesn’t know the definition of porcelain.
UPDATE: because BlogTitleHere reminded me of something important. Porcelain is the lowest rung on the ladder of words you need to know to get into my pants. Other rungs include affinity, placate, disseminate, garner, aversion and many, many more.
It wont happen until they all stop getting laid on the regular.
Second interviews went well.
Left my forearm wound fairly exposed today during the day, Female interviewer was caught multiple times staring at it, I would just smile and bring her attention back to my eyes.
The interviews were cake and its one of those situations where I feel like I really just came out on top in all of the situations presented. Who knows if I will get the job or not, but I would really enjoy working for this company and I would love doing what they are looking for me to do.
Ate some amazing burgers and and then slipped over to see a man about a dog (people dont understand why I use this phrase and its because I dont want to tell you what I was doing but I want to tell you something that gets you off my back, anyway) and found myself in a bar at 3pm drinking a beer with the owner, the barmen and a select few others. That ended well and I departed.
Joined my college group and assisted them in setting up for tonights event. Took a nap on a wooden chapel pew and woke up to being bathed in light from the stained glass windows… It was like living a dream.
then spent the evening drinking thai iced coffee with my boys and discussing the finer points of life and whatever else seemed to enter our stream of conscience.
Then came home to 5 new followers and a few interesting emails in my inbox. Oh and a friend who decided to hook up with a girl that I am mildly informed about. I am constantly amazed at how small this city containing 2.4 million people is.
Now… I’m going to go pass out.
PS: She loves me.