I wanted to be a dating machine. I wanted to date casually, every other weekend, by MY timeline. I wanted to be flying free for a year or so, before I started to really "dig" someone. And that plan was working out just fine. UNTIL.
First, he was 5'11. All my guys were known by their heights. There was 6'4, 6'0, 5'7, then 5'11, then 6'5. I was really excited by the idea of 6'5 - he's an amazing guitarist, and I imagined us jamming together. And he was HOT as well. What could be better?
Then, he became "Kentucky Boy." And Kentucky Boy was just my friend, I was bound and determined that he was going to be just my friend, he was too young for me, I wanted someone older, and besides, HE LIKED COUNTRY MUSIC. There was NO WAY I was gonna date that kind of insanity... I mean, Barbara Mandrell? Conway Twitty? Nuh-uh.
And now... he's Dennis. And, my friends, we can forget about the height guys, as I've decided to see Dennis exclusively. Dang him. Just screwed my timeline all up. I guess, well, I guess I've got a BOYFRIEND. I'm 37 and I have a boyfriend. Manfriend?
So... there we are.
First, he was 5'11. All my guys were known by their heights. There was 6'4, 6'0, 5'7, then 5'11, then 6'5. I was really excited by the idea of 6'5 - he's an amazing guitarist, and I imagined us jamming together. And he was HOT as well. What could be better?
Then, he became "Kentucky Boy." And Kentucky Boy was just my friend, I was bound and determined that he was going to be just my friend, he was too young for me, I wanted someone older, and besides, HE LIKED COUNTRY MUSIC. There was NO WAY I was gonna date that kind of insanity... I mean, Barbara Mandrell? Conway Twitty? Nuh-uh.
And now... he's Dennis. And, my friends, we can forget about the height guys, as I've decided to see Dennis exclusively. Dang him. Just screwed my timeline all up. I guess, well, I guess I've got a BOYFRIEND. I'm 37 and I have a boyfriend. Manfriend?
So... there we are.
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