Maybe I like skunk? A little bit? Tidbit? I dunno.
For the record... I don't call him skunk cuz he smells bad. I call him skunk cuz he has a blonde streak in his hair.. and one time he compared it to a skunk. Just for clarification.
But I've had an ongoing conversation with him every day for the past.. acutally I don't remember whether it's been two days or three. Point is, I can actually talk to him. Ridiculous!
And he's queer. And single. And slightly adorable.
Mind you, for me deciding whether or not I like somebody takes like a month.. cuz I like to be sure. And it's been about a night. So nothing means anything, really, at this point. He's just cute. And smart. And has good conversations with me. And he actually dresses in a way that I like - which is depressingly rare for me. Most people dress boring... I like funky. Why d'you think I wear skinny jeans and a fedora, for goodness' sake?
Hm... I hope the whole T thing works out soon. A lot. Well, no crap. But... yaknow.
Rainbow suspenders are fun...