17 October 2003

This Can't Be Happening


I've been dating (well, I've had two dates with) a cop, but I haven't written about it 'cuz I was afraid I might jinx myself. I met him a couple weeks ago at the Starbucks on 42nd Street while I was waiting for the Lagemae. He was sitting around on his break and his table had the only free seat in the joint. I overcame my paralyzing fear and asked if I could share his table. I decided to do it because we'd been exchanging glances and I was pretty sure he was gay.

I turned into this glib motor mouth guy and by either a miracle or my being a babbling force of nature, he was charmed enough to (a) answer truthfully when I grew the cajones enough to ask if he was gay and (b) volunteer his number... well, after I asked him for it, that is.

So, anyway, his name is Michael. He's Irish, he's a 32 y/o beat cop who wants to be a detective someday. He's blond, has blue eyes, he's probably 5'10" or 11", which is tall for me, but I'm over it, believe me. He's a bike/blade/hike kinda workout guy, and I'm just dying to see where it goes, 'cuz he seems like a pretty nice guy, and I'd love to get to know him better. Who wouldn't want to get to know a guy better who seems to dig them?!?

So keep your fingers crossed for me.

This newfound boldness has started spilling over into my online life, too. I've started initiating private chats with guys on gay.com I think are cute. So far, it's not led to anything -- not even a complete conversation, even. The guys seem to tired of me quickly, or don't even respond at all, but that's okay. The real triumph is that I'm trying in the first place. Now, if the failure rate remains a steady 100%, it's going to wear down my confidence, but for now it's novel and cool.

Okay, it's 10:30 p.m. Time to get home and get some rest in preparation for my hair appointment tomorrow morning. My first time in an actual salon since Katherine Del Grande did that amazing blond dye job in April of 2001. I'm forsaking barbers for a while, 'cuz they've been kinda leaving me unsatisfied!

Whoo hoo!

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