J

I reckon it is hypocritical is say something rocks when it actually doesn’t. Like “Wow, your hair is so unique”, when it in fact looks like a poodle job. But that said, what happens if you praise someone and you really, really mean it?

Today was one such day and J is one such person. I don’t know, some would say I’m blinded but then what if I said she is one heck of a babe? What if I told you that J looked damn much hotter than what I dreamt her to be? Ya, then everyone would say “Oh c’mon Jon, that can’t be true. That’s sooo unlike you” BUT, but, what if I know it is the truth? I don’t live in denial, I really don’t. It’s been well documented that I don’t compliment people often, especially if I’m pessimistic about the whole thing to start with. But let it be known that I eulogize/extol when deserved. The truth is, I’ve simply laid all there is on the line. Well, there’s definitely much more of course, but so much can be expressed in just 5 hours you know?

I am beginning to despise “the game”, and like I told Flik, I won’t do it anymore and I live by my word.

Well well well, thoughts and complications aside… It was and still is very satisfying. Despite all the walking (and getting lost unintentionally) and Freudian slips (hotels and hospitals). For myself at least. For the lady, well, I certainly trust so too :) I do actually think J had a nice time, though it could have been better. haha… well, it’s hard to tell of course. Regardless of all the planning, I’ll be critical and admit I fell a bit short of my own usual standards. But hey, I’ve not been too bothered/interested in any other babe for almost a year already, so I’m all rusty ya. :)

God only knows what will happen. I refuse to jump to conclusions, it isn’t fair for either party. Of course, time will tell. But enough, I will have a peaceful night’s sleep, knowing full well that they are chicks worth being straight for. Scrap it, I’m not gay. I love women.