Matt Tastic

I want Matt to be my best friend. Before I even hung out with Matt I wanted him to be my best friend. He smokes sandwiches, he makes me laugh, and he's not bad on the eyes.

After hanging out with him for fourteen hours I REALLY want him to be my best friend. Not only is he cute, and funny, and partakes in sandwiches but he's fun, easy to hang out with, and a really good cuddler (seriously, this is important). He feels like he's been my best friend forever.  

As my best friend, he agreed to these terms and conditions:

• Celebrate my birthday the entire month of March.
• Harry Potter marathons.
• Go on Slurpee and sunset excursions weekly.
• Movie dates on request.
• Dancing at least once a month.
• Surfing lessons when the weather gets warmer.
• Trips to the zoo, Sea World, Six Flags, Disneyland, whale watching, and hot air balloon rides.

And, as long as he doesn't fall in love with me, we can venture into the FWB zone after a solid month of friendship. However, if it does go there, all the L@k3r$ shit on his walls must come down.  He even pinky promised.

And then we watched Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone. And when that was over, we went dancing. 

It was a Matnificent night.

A Word From Above

This place is seriously a gem.  Their weekly messages never disappoint (but I usually forget to take pictures of them). 

From 2010

And from last week:

I LOVE spelling errors!

Bronx Beard

"I have a new sandwich partner! Woooo!"

Charli looked up and smiled, "Who were you with? BJB?"
"No."
"Oh, the one you showed me a picture of earlier?"
"Who?"
"The dorky lookin guy."
"No that's Saturday."
"Spladow?"
"Nope."
"Well whoo?"
"The black one. But not the black one with the nose ring. The other one...with the beard!"
"Oh yeah, I remember now."
"Well, at least you have a new sub friend, you sure nothing else?"
"Oh, no. Nothing else. He'll be my sandwich partner. End of story. He might not realize that right now, but he'll know pretty quick. But at least I have a someone to go to the deli with!  

Blue Jean Ben

Blue Jean Ben is mysterious. He's Paul Rudd circa Clueless. <valley girl voice> And c'mon! Clueless is like totally one of the best movies ever! I mean, it is kind of weird that Josh is Cher's step-brother, but he's cute, so like, whatever, right?! </valley girl voice>

Stats:
Age: 30
Height: 6'1ish
Hair: Dark Brown
Eyes: Green/Hazel

He's funny. He carries on absurd conversations about the Princess and the Pea, Santa's peddling meth to kids, and entertains me having an entire month to celebrate my birthday and even suggested expanding it to the entire year. (It's in serious consideration.) He's intelligent, a humanitarian, and crazy enough to quit a great job to follow his dreams. He could definitely have potential. (...but you see how picky I am about my shoes, and those only go on my feet.)

Unfortunately, he's only been in the city for a total of 6 days now, so his life is still a whirlwind.  Add to that trying to get his company rolling- I don't foresee his life settling down anytime soon...so we'll see how much extra time he'll have for the likes of me, or rather, how much he actually likes me. 
Depending on how he handles it, my girl side might come out on this one.

I felt impotent and out of control.  Which I really, really hate.

I had to find sanctuary in a place where I could gather my thoughts and regain my strength...