Bonjou guyz... so my adventure yesterday was just that an adventure. I walked all the way from Columbia city to Cap Hill and chilled with some water. I was thristy after that long ass walk. While there a guy bought me a drink and I just kinda relaxed socialized and talked stuff like that. Then I saw a guy who likes me and who had hit on me once when I was with Trumph GW3. Now GW3 is a brotha but he is not a handsome one. Unfortunately the man is grossly fat and not cute, but I was lkie whatever I'll hang out with him, it's not as if I have never given fat guyz the time of day before. I do not do it usually but sometimes you never know the good people you can meet and not every thing has to be about sex even though in GW3 mind it was....

So I'm like well I'll hang with you guy aint got nan cahs but I'll hang out. So we drove around South center in his car and I dunno it was okay. I got runed off. He is grossly fat and he wheezes sounds like Big Pun did when he rapped. Like a pig snorting or something. I know why because he is carrying so much weight but not attractive. He could barely get himself into his own car. He took me to a subway place called Jersey Mikes, which was pretty good and then GW3 was like let's go to the movies and I was like okay iof you want. I had no plans. SO we saw State of Play. Great film by the way check it out, very much a nice little thriller like film. Everyone in it di a great job. So afterwards he wants me to spend the night. I'm like why? I'm not having sex with you. GW3 is all like we can cuddle. I was like what the ehll why not you wanna show me your pad, I know how to use a knife to stab you if need be okay.... So we go. He said he would take me back home actually taht night but then he gets there and gets all comfortable and takes off most of his clothes.... Oh it was gross. He like had tits and I was just like shit in my head I'm so not feeling him... So we lay down and he starts rubbing me all over, I make sure to keep my dick and all things covering it from him....He is a bottom didn't ya know. I could not even imagine sticking my penis inside of him, I might get lost. And not in the moment either. But li was like wahtever my body was sore he could give me a massage and I fell asleep.

He dropped me off this mornig and was like you were all over me last night. I smirked to myself at that one. Some males really have a bad habit of projection. I was like okaaayyy. I dunno the thing is he is successful and architect, kind hearted to be honest, and he just wants to be loved by someone. He deserves a goodman, and his place is lovely. In locale and decor. It's just and some people say for this I am a fool I can't fake the funk. I am simply not attracted to this male and I can't make myself. He is just too unhealhty and that turns me off. Don't get me worng you do not need the body of an African God but if you walk and you wheeze and I think that each moment I spend with you will end in you demise, or if you can't even dfit into your car... That is just too damn big. Don't feel it.

However on the other hand the weather was lovely, and I had an adventure that ended with me safe and sound, fed and happy. Plus GW3 is not bad compnay and a perfect gentleman.... It owuld just be nice for a guy without hundreds of pounds of excess weight or not a psychopath or not some just hideous looking thing of a male would find me attractive and want me.... Story of all our lves right.

Now let me get with whoever ugly or not and all manner of males will be sniffing round me dick and my ass like cats in heat shoving all manner of sexual temptation in my face. Hwoever being single I can't find not a single one of them and it is starting to bother me just a little bit. Of course this is Seattle too. Now if I wan elsewhere I probablyu wouldn't want for company but here... Ahh bien... I can't be relocating to another city because I could potentially find a husband there even though people od that kind of stuff all the time don't they? But not me...Not yet at least. But I feel that if I stay in Seattle my pospects will not be what they could be.

Of course none of this was supposed to have come to pass. I was supposesd to have been married to Trumph and we were supposed to have grown old together and well... That didn't work out the way I planned huh? Oh love and plands. We put so much of what we want into and it rarely comeso ut that way. Who can control such a force like amour?

Love is such a paradox sometimes. All of it confuses, delights, confounds, and enamours me. Yet what would life be without it.... *smile* Adieu mes amis....