So…Manwhore is back to stay. He decided the drive from his new woman’s house to his job every day just wasn’t worth it. So he’s back and on the prowl again. Guess who he brought over last night? It’s Troll! Can you believe it? I know I can. I promise not to write too much about him though, unless it’s just too good not to share.
These days I’m more focused on Art. Dare I say it? I think I’m really digging this dude. No, I’m not going to say that I think I’m falling for him yet. Even though that could easily happen. Between the butterflies in my tummy, my near uncontrollable urges to want to be with every minute of the day, and my recent inability to stop worrying about whether or not he really likes me…I’d say I’ve definitely got a thing for this guy. In fact, with the exception of Manwhore, I don’t think I’ve obsessed over a guy like this in a very long time. The good news is that he is absolutely nothing like Manwhore.
In other news…it’s Mardi Gras y’all! Party on and as always…
Happy humping!
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