I can barely write today I�m still shaky from seeing the image of him. Back in the day when I was living in Cherry Creek in a small apartment, I had met Greg and David. Greg was my assistant manager at the Disney Store and David was his boyfriend. Now as I�ve always said I don�t break people up and I don�t go after unavailable men. Now I�m not always the brightest bulb on the tree when it comes to figuring out chemistry between other men and me, but with David it was very obvious that there was a spark there. Greg was the only thing in my way, well him and my morals that kept me from having the affair that never was. David lost his job and we�d spend hours talking and we�d go for walks together, we�d even swap porn movies. I�ll never forget the night we were chatting and he was getting ready for some party or something and he stripped down to his jockeys, and let me tell you here and now there was not much left to my imagination because it was all right there in plain view. That�s when Greg walked in and I never saw either of them again. This morning I was looking through my e-mail and when I opened my matches from e-mode I about fell out of my chair. There was David in the bathroom in the same jockeys from all those years ago. He still looked the same to me but I can�t be sure it�s him. Sure his profile says �Tall Dave� but how can I be sure? Ask any gay man, you don�t forget a package like that, and I�m not even a size queen. So I sent an icebreaker to him in hopes that he�d recognize me too and write back. If not I�m going to have to join just so I can write him and make sure it�s the same David. I don�t know what I expect to gain from knowing if it�s him but maybe we could get to be friends again.
I also dyed my hair this morning. I wanted to get that same great dark auburn color I had when I first moved out here. I don�t think I got what I wanted. I night have to wear a smart hat tomorrow. It�s not even a dark cherry red, it�s almost the same color as my Mom�s hair. I�m sure it�ll be much brighter in the sunlight, which scares the hell out of me. I might have to start shampooing later to try and dull it out. It�s not that it�s bad it�s just not a dark enough red to look remotely natural at all. I looked in the mirror and said, �Well the carpets don�t match the drapes anymore.�
I watched the L Word last night on Showtime. WOW! It was really the first true to life gay show I�ve seen. Unlike Queer As Folk they don�t go out to the club every night and get up for work looking refreshed every morning. The only drawback for me is that it�s mostly lesbians, not that there�s anything wrong with that. But still it�s almost the stereotype that lesbians hang out in coffee shops and gay men hang out in clubs. Once again there are no ugly overweight people but there is at least one dyked out lesbian. Don�t get me wrong I liked the show immensely and my best friend is in fact a lesbian. I just didn�t get into it as much as she did which is probably the same reason she doesn�t get into Queer As Folk like I do. Then again maybe it�s just that there�s not a whole lot of eye candy for the average gay men to look at.
Chew on that!