Before I get down to it, I have to thank Pat and the folks at DC Blogs for this. Also, of course, I have to thank all of you for contributing and commenting on the Breakup post. Very cool.
Changing Gears…time for another letter.
Deep breath. Okay. I’m okay.
Things I liked about our second date last night: Sitting by the window in the restaurant with you. Touching your hand. The fact that that your hand touching mine is enough to make me boil over with excitement and anticipation. Being that couple on the corner who everyone else screams, “Get a room” to. Knowing that we have planned two more dates. Telling me you wanted to see me “again and again and again.” You being my first phone call this morning. Feeling like we were the only people in the restaurant. Feeling like we were the only people in the city. Feeling like we were the only people anywhere.
Feeling alive. Feeling so incredibly alive. Remembering this feeling from long ago.
The GW Parkway was closed this morning and I was at a standstill for over an hour before I turned around and found an alternate route to work. Not once in the hour and a half in the car did I become raging mad. I smiled the whole way to work. And thought about you.
This sun rose this morning over Washington D.C. but it was shining only on my face.
It sounds like his gayness is turning you gay. Just saying…
Ahhh you gave me goosebumps. Love it!
So excited for you sista!
That’s powerful stuff – no road rage?
Conjures up Sade’s Kiss of Life:
There must have been an angel by my side
Something heavenly led me to you
Look at the sky
It’s the color of love
What a wonderful feeling. *cheer*
Does he have a brother?
Awwww….I LOVE it. So happy for you.
Let’s all go celebrate with some wine!
I don’t know if I could love someone enough to give up my road rage. It’s just so therapeutic to lean on that horn and yell “feel my wrath, bitches!”.
Happy for you though…
Wowza! Yeah, I agree with ninja…….I couldn’t love TheBoy enough to make me forego my potty mouth road rage.
(happy dance in my seat over here)
Awesome. Just awesome.
Way to go Mr. Wheaties! I am so glad your date went smashingly, and this guy seems like a total stud. Finally, someone who is deserving of your attention. 🙂 You know he must be great when an hour in traffic doesn’t get your blood boiling.
Wonderful! What a great way to start the Spring. I’m excited for you.
You are so gay. So pretty and witty and gay
And I pity any girl who isn’t you today. Seriously.
i’m truly happy for you. after going through heartbreak with that prick-whose-name-is-not-worth-mentioning, you totally deserve this.
“You being my first phone call this morning” – isn’t it great? him being the first thing that comes to your mind when you wake up and (i bet) the last when you go to bed at night?
got me smiling just thinking about it.
I love it. You know what’s funny… I always tell prospective guys (cause you know, I have so many) that I hate hate hate PDA.. yet the last two guys I have slept with I have totally made out with all gross and trashy-style in public. The first was at a bar and the bartender asked us to leave (party pooper!) and the second was on someone’s yard on T Street… my jacket, i believe, is still in their bushes.
yay!! that’s awesome! 🙂
I hope my second date goes as well as yours did!
Fuck me! What is this crap?
You truly are some kind of cunt now. I’m off to kayla’s blog, you moon-faced swooning cunt!
…annnnnd cue the outrage
BP: Enjoy Kayla’s blog. If you think you’ve found my replacement in Kayla, you are wrong. She is more woman than I could ever hope to be. I’ll let her know to welcome you and treat you nice, you sniveling Canadian Cunt!
Don’t squash my spirit today you little motherfucker. DON’T SQUASH MY SPIRIT!! Remember who brought you into this community, welcomed you, found you penpals for your time in Laos, entertained you with X-rated pics from the strip bar I was tossed out of.
You are not a cunt. You are a dullard!
I know it, and you know it.
I know, your worship, Mistress Velvet. I am both humbled and contrite. Kayla sucks Eastern European cock today. Spring-fevered Gee lickers the lot of ya.
Bilious – You would do well to keep your sludge to yourself.
BP, I will have you know I prefer CENTRAL EUROPEAN cock. Or 100% cock. God bless the USA!
I’m in luuuuv with Velvet being in luuuuv. You go girl, get down with your bad self and be as moony as you wanna be.
Show some respect for the sanctity of romance, Bilious! It’s nearly a lost art, and Velvet is saving it from extinction!
Ok, I forgot to put the USA in front of 100% cock. Let’s rephrase… I prefer 100% United States of America Cock.
I am also quite tall with powerful arms and legs and will kick your canadian ass (and bitch slap it, too!) should you rain on this parade…
You people are making me sick! My steel heart shows some signs of being a little mushy, and you all have turned this into a forum for cock sucking and deciding the fate of one Bilious Pudenda! It just doesn’t belong in this post! Then AW goes and says something about me being in love! Christ! You kids are killing me. I have to crawl into a hole now. Everyone who commented AFTER Tyler is getting a spanking. And not from me, I’m enlisting Johnny DC to do it, he’s a professional.
I didn’t say love, I said luuuuuv. There’s a difference. Learn it, live it, bitchie! (Luuuuv you!)
AW needs to put the DayQuil down.
You may think you are chuck norris – you bad ass, but I am the most chuck norrised of all.
However, I sorry I make mad you.
Yes, I sorry too. Everything looks like luuuuv through the DayQuil haze. They really oughta put a warning on the box: “Cuidado: May cause luuuuuv. Do not attempt to operate a blog until you know how this medication will affect you.”
No need to apologize kiddies. It’s funny. Even funnier that he’s reading it…
I love this
Is HE Chuck Norris?!
who’s the pretty girl in the mirror there?
sorry, kristin’s post made me turn gay for a minute. so, it truly is spring. love is in the air. harumph. a pox on oall of your houses. a pox i say!
psst. velvet… over here… you should set up rss feeds.
My heart’s in overdrive and you’re behind the steering wheel…
took me a second look at 730 am for you post title to click why it sounded so familiar.
No longer bilious
No longer a pudendum
I am milquetoasty
I think I’m going to be sick.
What will cosmic shambles be sick about? My mushy post? This stuff in the comments? Hmm. I can refer you off to my other posts which are mean and vile, or I could send you to Bilious Pudenda’s blog. That should make you feel better. Kisses!!
My blog is now rife with the joy of life.
get a hold of yourself. It’s embarrassing.
i’m so glad for you. when i move to your ‘hood (this weekend!) we gotta get together and chat.
Sounds like Velvet’s falling for this guy…. And I really, really hope it works out, ’bout time you get the love you deserve, girl!!
“You turn me on, then you’re gone”
Oh well, it was a good blog while it lasted…
Velvet’s bitten with the blogitus. She won’t leave us until after the second child’s first grade photos are up.
It was nice to feel that soaring heart feeling through you today.
I’m back next week~if you have time!
Love it. Plus, I have to say that I’m more than a little jealous. Please tell me this is a guy you met offline.