That Click

Well Matt was in SD visiting another friend of his that lives here. I got to see him last Thurs, Fri, and Sat nights and it was so much fun. Best way to describe it is that - I fucking love Matt. I told him we work well together because he loves to stir the pot and I am so easily stirred. He laughed at me as always. I have stories - we had tremendous fun! They will come forth soon.

First though - he is an excellent wingman. While out on Thurs night with him I met Jose. At first he snubbed me or so I thought but Matt "stirred the pot" and I got the courage to try again and it worked! Got a couple kisses before the night was through and a number.

Saturday night had a great dinner with Matt and then some more laughs before I let him do some solo hunting and for me to head over to Jose's. What a great night. He lives in El Cajon, the same city as Rick so that is a good start, and he is 38 and is legal and is fantastic. Although I admit I must have had more to drink than I recall about Thurs night as I remember his English being better than it is. I can work with that since my memory of how handsome Jose is was still right on.

I don't like to jinx things or get too far ahead of myself but Jose and I had a great night tonight. A fantastic dinner in SD, lots of conversation, and bunches of laughs. Perhaps I got caught up in the perfect Socal night effortlessly lit by the stars. Perhaps it was the relaxing feel of the cool ocean air. Perhaps it was because I am here by myself, 3,000 miles from Boston, having a date in another language of all things but I dunno - I felt a click. You know ---- that click. Right now I will chalk it up to a great night but I know as I sat completely content and happy, my arm around his shoulder and his head on my shoulder - we both smiled. And I distinctly felt, that click.