I have taken a leave from the world of chatting. I no longer am on any chat messenger. This has not been hard in the least. I have been filling my time with many other things. I have been concentrating on my weightloss program and trying to get my house in order from when I was very sick last year. For some reason some people took my leaving frantically and I'm at a loss. It's almost as if they thought I was never coming back or something. A little odd.
This next weekend is full of many different birthday parties. Karen's is on the 9th, Marks in on the 10th and Stacey's is on the 13th. I've bombarded with Scorpio's in my life. I suppose their energy is good for me? Who knows?
Can't tell you much of anything else other than I have also taken a break from dating. I'm tired and not really interested any longer. I've got plenty of things to keep me busy however, scary, punky, hottie man was at rollerdome again last night and OOOOOOOOOooooo is he looking fine. So fine...... I think he might have gotten another tattoo.
For those of you that don't know the story. Last year I started rollerblading at Rollerdome. While there I rarely talk to anyone (however, this year more and more people are talking to me). I watch all the skaters skate as I keep my slow pace around the dome. Most of the skaters are men. GOOD LOOKING men with beautiful bodies and magnificent legs. (My favorite part of a man....well other than the hands and shoulders) Last year I was smitten with two men. Preppy, hottie man and scary, punky, hottie man. Preppy, hottie man turned out to be a player man that loved to lavish his attention on unsuspecting, ultra petite blonde women so he lost my attention FAST. Then there was scary, punk, hottie man - the diamond in the rough. It took me three months of slow flirting to get his attention and after which I finally said Hi a few times and share a wink and a smile. What happened?
This happened on the last few days of the season last year and I unfortunately had to go to the Mayo clinic for my surgery. This meaning that I never got to be there for the last day of rollerdome. That was the day that I was going to give him my number.
*dramatic pause*
So... this year, I've been on the look out. I've been there three separate times and haven't seen him. That is, until last night.
He was just as I remember him. His navy blue sweats with the white stripe down the side, his black t-shirt, his purple hand guards, his arms of tattoo's, his blue handkerchief on his head, red hair.......funky glasses........something about this man draws me. Maybe it's his quiet unassuming way he skates? Maybe it's the way he carries himself? I'm not sure what it is. All I know is that he didn't get the scary, punk, hottie man name for nothing. Very few men get my attention like that.
So he was skating and he was almost trying to get my attention BUT I was there with Mark and he seemed to have the WORST timing. Or did he? It seemed that every time Scary, punky, hottie man was near me so was Mark. Either he was pushing me *touching my back* to speed up or he was trying to get my attention. Does Mark know about scary, punky, hottie man? Is this secret not my own?
So scary, punky, hottie man and I did not flirt or talk last night but I got to see him. I'm hoping that Mark didn't ruin my chances with him. (or maybe that was his intention....but that is another story all by itself BECAUSE it wouldn't be the first damn time and we have had many an argument over it.....oops? This is better left for another entry I think) I think in time I will be back up to flirting status with scary, punky, hottie man but until then I can only write about him here and think about him throughout my day. Wondering what's his real name? Is he single? Where does live? Does he like the Simpsons?
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