last night i went to the annual post-Christmas bowling party put on by my former office. i like these events, almost exclusively because i get to visit with my friends. but i kicked ass bowling - at least in my first game. anyway... when i checked the attendance list yesterday afternoon, i noticed that the lawyer i asked out on my last day working for crown was going to be in attendance. he's obsessed with Kimini but it's ok because he's still fun to look at.
i didn't talk to him at all during bowling but there were rumblings after bowling of drinks at the shark club up the street and i was talked into joining.
before i go any further, i need to describe to you what this guy is like. he's about 6'3", blonde curly hair and blue-eyes (can you tell why i like him?), athletic-build and has a smile that could light up any given dark corner. he's got this deep, smooth baritone voice and when he smiles, the corners of his eyes crinkle. his office is across the street from the courthouse and one afternoon, he dropped by our office to chat to one of the other lawyers about a file. at work, he dresses in suits but on this particular day, he was wearing a white t-shirt and jeans and every woman in our office took an opportunity to peek at him sitting in the waiting room. every single one. take one look at him and you think he spends his weekends at his sailing club or playing polo. even his name sounds like he went to prep-school.
i learned from Kimini and Uber G that appearances, at least with The Fluff, are most certainly not what they seem. from what i understand, his apartment is actually an old warehouse on Antique Alley (not so far from where yours truly lives...but i digress). when you walk in, there's an area set aside for jousting (if not a member already, he wants to become a member of the SCA). in the back room, there's a basketball hoop on one side and a knife-throwing wall on the other. he's 36 years old but still feels the need to have posters of Christina Aguilera on the wall. his place, not surprisingly, does not have a shower so he takes his daily showers at his gym down the street. this is a step up from his previous lodgings, where he would take a shower using the garden hose in the back yard (this is a LAWYER i'm talking about). there was a blow-up pool with jello at his last party. i was invited by other friends but i unfortunately had other plans. anyway, on to the story du jour.
as we were leaving the bowling alley, i hear The Fluff saying to someone, "That's how I roll, mother fucker!" he said it in such a Wonderbread kind of way that i turned around and he looked at me. i started to laugh and said, "That was so white!" he laughed and hung his head in mock shame and for the rest of the evening, i got to finally experience what everyone else was talking about. he bought me a drink at the bar and we all sat around and talked. well, he yelled. i turned to Kimini and said, "this is great! i finally can put context to the stories you guys tell me!" when she asked me if i was aware of his fixation on her, i told her it was obvious and then said, "is it not reciprocal, then?" she looked at me and then we both looked at him, sitting to her left. he was in the middle of telling a story and the veins in the side of his head were looking to burst. she looked back at me and said, "this is what he's like ALL THE TIME. his intensity, quite frankly, scares me!" yeah, but he's hot! my favorite part was when he'd stand in between me and Kimini and lean up against me. we'd turn towards each other to chat and i'd get to see his crinkly blue eyes up close... hey, i have to take it where i can get it these days! :)
a bunch of us ended up leaving at the same time but Uber G and The Fluff decided to stick it out. The Fluff said to me, "you staying? you're staying, right?" but i said i had to drive Jam home. i offered to drive him home too, since it's on the way, but he said he was going to stay.
i'm going to see if Uber G wants to come out to my friend's gig next week and maybe, just maybe, he'll bring The Fluff. what a night that would be!
Saturday, February 10, 2007
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