Faint now; I had a date tonight.
The adorable older man and I met for a drink.
He is adorable
He's hilarious
He's incredibly intelligent
He's taller
He's cool about Zoe
He's very good looking in a cute kinda nerdy way
He's Catholic and will go to church with me
He's got an excellent job
He asked me out again
He calls when he says he'll call
And he's got the sexiest voice ever
EVER
A quick kiss that could and should have lasted longer.
When I met him all I could think about is why didn't I meet someone like this before I screwed up my life and married the idiot?
This is the kind of man I should be with.
I'm moving with it then.
Damnit, someone come up with a fun pseudonym, because I think I will be writing about him more.
Hoping so.