Mmmmmm. I am seriously in like with porthos74
Went over to his place Saturday after Faerie Coffee.
Last night we played pool, he made me dinner, then we walked arm in arm on the Boulevard Park promenade (which we had to ourselves) and kissed under the stars. Went to a party at Alex Poo's (seriously, great party, dude ;-) ) then back to Capt. Dylan's (he calls me his "First Mate" ... and "Pet Giant") and played pool (I lost - a LOT!). He taught me how to play 9-ball (Gotta love a game that favours slop shots). Held each other at the stroke of midnight on his back porch watching fireworks through the trees, and kissed.
Whoa, this is happening fast.
Went to brunch this morning, and shopping. I talked and talked and talked, and I know I didn't listen enough but I just wanted to lay my soul bare before this guy (I promise to listen more next date).
It felt very comfortable, very peaceful. He is such a funny guy, and he gets my jokes and obscure references (Would you like Skinny & Sweet?). Only 33, that's 6 years younger than me, but he knows he's a Gen-Xer, and we're on the same wavelength a lot. It's actually a little scary. He kept saying today that he keeps forgetting that we've only been dating a week.
I know exactly what he means.
Today I took him out for lunch, and then back to his place to play pool, and then out to see Sweeney Todd (freaked me out -- gory).
Wayne just came over, in tears. Gotta go.