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thirteenrocksRobert finally checked in with an email this morning. Besides the gay deaf posse (who incidently I never exchanged info with), he's the last cruise mate to drop contact.
Robert.
We bonded over Bjork during the Oscars, on Sunday night. David was with me, and left, leaving the two of us to converse. As the night unfolded with all of the glory, the spark seemed to flicker, and suddenly fade. Frankly if I wanted to, I could of gone to second or even home base with Robert. On similar stance with the "Oliver" situation, I thought I either wouldn't see Robert again, or he would emerge into a bitter old queen much like Oliver.
Over the course of the week, Robert and I ran into each other again and again, and again, and again. Even to the point of tracking him down to re-give him my contact information at the leather party. And he was so genuine, so fresh, and open. His honesty with regards to Allan was refreshing, and intellegent. He was cautious not to tred on anything that could (and would be) brewing-for that, I have alot of respect.
He finally made contact for what I am gratefull. Atlanta could possibly calling, and with friends in Athens, it could be yet another destination for the year.
My brain is overloaded, thus the reason to be sketchy on public entries about the cruise expereince. Frankly I'm overwhelmed: there is so much to think about, disect, and record-my feelings, the people I met, and thoughts regarding them. Also my poor readers, I wish no death of bordom or beating a dead tree again towards you. For my own sanity, there has been private notations made-from the sketchy notes I wrote in a handwritten journal. Such a twisted web I weave-it can get all confusing in the end....maybe "you" care, maybe you don't....but i sure do....
Robert.
We bonded over Bjork during the Oscars, on Sunday night. David was with me, and left, leaving the two of us to converse. As the night unfolded with all of the glory, the spark seemed to flicker, and suddenly fade. Frankly if I wanted to, I could of gone to second or even home base with Robert. On similar stance with the "Oliver" situation, I thought I either wouldn't see Robert again, or he would emerge into a bitter old queen much like Oliver.
Over the course of the week, Robert and I ran into each other again and again, and again, and again. Even to the point of tracking him down to re-give him my contact information at the leather party. And he was so genuine, so fresh, and open. His honesty with regards to Allan was refreshing, and intellegent. He was cautious not to tred on anything that could (and would be) brewing-for that, I have alot of respect.
He finally made contact for what I am gratefull. Atlanta could possibly calling, and with friends in Athens, it could be yet another destination for the year.
My brain is overloaded, thus the reason to be sketchy on public entries about the cruise expereince. Frankly I'm overwhelmed: there is so much to think about, disect, and record-my feelings, the people I met, and thoughts regarding them. Also my poor readers, I wish no death of bordom or beating a dead tree again towards you. For my own sanity, there has been private notations made-from the sketchy notes I wrote in a handwritten journal. Such a twisted web I weave-it can get all confusing in the end....maybe "you" care, maybe you don't....but i sure do....
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Date: 20 Mar 2007 23:29 (UTC)no subject
Date: 21 Mar 2007 03:48 (UTC)Love your icon
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Date: 21 Mar 2007 04:44 (UTC)Now erase that thought from your head. I would miss you around here.
Hugs, Jon
Travel Nursing
Date: 21 Mar 2007 05:02 (UTC)I have thought about it, and your not the first nor the last to suggest it. Its an option, yes, however right now I'm content at waiting to see what the tides bring in...
Re: Travel Nursing
Date: 21 Mar 2007 05:17 (UTC)Brand new day
Date: 21 Mar 2007 22:39 (UTC)no subject
Date: 21 Mar 2007 07:52 (UTC)And anyone who bitches about nauseating endless musings on infatuation would be well served by warnings, kind of like spoiler warnings in movie reviews.
WARNING! The following is sickeningly romantic and earnest. Those wishing to keep the ice in their veins should not read further.
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Date: 21 Mar 2007 22:25 (UTC)