Quintessential Fact

Well to all of you that were hanging on the edge of your cursor, tattoo boy Cody is gay and wanted a new bar buddy. As to how I could possibly miss such a quintessential fact is beyond me. I blame my lack of mental focus these days, but that still a huge slip up on my part as well. Sad day. Today is one of my best friends birthdays, he is in South Carolina acting as a slave to the US Government and working on big giant loud scary fighter jets all day. Sounds like not a half bad birthday, not sure why he is bitching so much. We are having a huge *Holiday Dinner* at my house on Sunday afternoon. Like seriously 20 people. It's about to get intense. I honestly should be baking cookies for my family get-together tomorrow night, yet here I am blogging my little heart out. I have to go pick up Lisa from work in like 10 min anyway. So I can't stop thinking about Mike. I wish I didn't like him so much. At this point I don't care if he is "trying it again" with he estranged wife, I'm not giving up. It's the holidays, and no one likes to be alone. I give it a month. I wish you could hear the way he talks to me, still, even after the wife bullshit. I really just want to spend some time with him. I have never felt this way. I don't even need anything more, I just want to be around him. It's sick. I hate it. Fucking men. Ok. Need to grab a cup of coffee and then on my way out the door and back to the grind. Oy. Later gators.