OK cupid I concede you work

#TalkNerdyToMeLover's  @saintpepsi

It's 2 in the morning I sit here in a chair while a beautiful girls sleeps just behind me in an oversized t-shirt caught between pages of some book she was reading for class. Her phone left lonely in the palm of her hand. It's a freeing feeling to be so close to such tranquility. I dare not disturb her, but I will share with you the story of our meeting. I put little to no faith in any internet dating sites. However, recently Jen has credited OKCupid with all kinds of promotional material about her own dating life. My life was not so influential as I wouldn't consider myself famous, so I didn't anticipate great results. At first I just threw up my profile without going out of my way to look people up or inquire about them in any great deal. Slowly, I started checking out people in the area. It was kinda sad; I had been on a few dates already with people in this area that were on OKC. More depressing is the fact that you can see who visits your page and if you don't have a message it means they pass you on. You get over that, I guess. It was by pure chance I came across a girl who had the most amazing self summary.

I dance to the music on my Ipod...while in public.

I wish my life were a musical. Everyone would know all the words, the melodies and harmonies, and the choreographed dance pieces. And in the end, I'll live happily ever after. 

I believe nothing is good in excess, even moderation.

I raise attack butterflies. I hand make water molecules. I rescue orphaned leaves on the ground. I wriggle my toes in rain puddles. During a hurricane, I performed oral surgery by candlelight using only a hairpin, a thumbtack, a napkin, and a piece of twine. I am a professional bounty hunter...of mice and men. I have lunch with God every Tuesday. I learned the meaning of life two years ago, but forgot to write it down. I go backpacking through other people's backyards and hitch hike to the corner of my street. I invented love.

Too many women I know are oval and round; I want to be a thousand corners, a geometric dream of squares and lines, corners never blunted, never sanded. I want to be a line that goes on and on and turns and moves to right and left and up and down and forward; knowing where I'm gong but sometimes going somewhere else, to some new corner, darker, greater; not a circle, softly mincing, this way, that, ending up just where it started.

This stopped me in my tracks and without any open invitation, request to date, or even a decent start to a conversation I just messaged her to let her know I thought it was the coolest self explanation I have ever heard in my life. So much was I moved by her randomness that I felt she really would get my sense of humor and kept my fingers crossed that she would message me back. We talked via messages and instant messaging for a while until we made that always bold gesture to meet in the real world. I know, eerie! Always the back thought is what if this has all been some weird coincidence and everything's about to fall apart. To my now delight it in no way has fallen to pieces. Much like a quilt, it was pieces that started weaving together to form a beautiful tapestry of a new friendship and as it turned out a romance. That first night we stayed up talking till early dawn at IHOP and driving around. I hadn't connected with anyone like I had with her. Each new day brought us closer and closer until tonight I asked her out.

And she said... ;)  

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Just got off work dear god it was another long day. Add to that the fact that in Kansas it is now something like 100 degrees out side.  With a heat index of 105.  I hate heat indexes, I had no idea what they were till one scrawny newscaster said and it feels like it's 110 out today.  Thus the heat index is 110. Why tell me that why say it feels hotter than it really is.  Its like adding misery to agony.  It's getting a cockroach in a sandwich that was filled with maggots.  I don't care is the weather people really have nothing new to say all day long.  So they start making things up so we have just that much more to listen to from their dull and erriely cheerful reports on awful weather. So yeah it's hot here and hotter still in the place i work.  I get to stand next to an oven that sits around 350 degrees, cook over a grill at 500 degrees and for the average american not looking for specialty food we have a fryer that runs 450 degrees.  Dear god so many sources of heat and humidity.  i drink water like it's going out of style cause if I stop I'll instantaneously dehydrate.  Seriously just standing makes me sweat in that place.  I don't usually sweat alot. In fact being my size i pride myself on remaining cool in most situations with out the need of anti sweat garments.  Yet here it wrings it out of me like a sponge.  Meh! Enough about work no one likes to talk about work... except everyone always talks about work.  So after work i sauntered off to the plasma center... that's right i'm a blood whore. Plus hell it pays for drinks, food and gas every week.  Why spend my money when I can earn it with my blood for nothing more than a few hrs in a chair watching a movie.  Works out pretty well really.  That plus commission from art keep me pretty comfortable.  It allows me to run my AC super high because I can and i will cause it's so fraking hot out. Yeah and thats my rambling best have enjoyed it suckers. 

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