Boys are confused.

I'm convinced.

I inclusive.

Saw Dwayne at Central Market. He chased me down in the meat department on his break. That felt good really. I invited him to my barbeque on Saturday. He said he probably wouldn't be able to make it.

Silly, delicious bear.

***

Had day dreams of the pet shop boys concert on my way home.

I holding up my sign, with my cryptic message about two canadians, that only I and they would understand.

I being asked back stage.

Yuhayna and I enjoying a night on the town with the Boys.

Silly day dreams.

***

Dwayne said I looked really good.

I wore my red parachute pants.

They make my ass look great somehow. It must be the holographic fab ass projectors I had installed in their inseem.

He asked if I had lost wieght, I said, " I don't see how, the way I've been eating lately."

(why does he have to be so cute, and NEVER available?)

We mumbled on about fast metabolisms and the 2nd job he is hoping to get to replace his security guard gig.

Yeah, that's all well and good, but I wanted to scream "When are we going out!?!"

Boys are confused.

I'm going back to Pet Shop Boys fantasy land now.

***

The florist came to help me in the floral department only cause he saw my PSB t-shirt, he's ignored me before. He wanted to know what I thought of the concert.

I started gushing.

He didn't think very much of the concert, evidently.

After that I didn't think very much of him.

You don't understand how fabulous it was. I had fears it wouldn't be, but it was just-- WOW! It still makes me sigh.

Hugs.