virgin post

Today was a typical day of "faux" working. I checked emails, read my daily goss, trolled the cute animal blogs and im-ed a few peeps. It's Wednesday...you can't expect me to do any "real" work. Along the way I decided to check up on a former boy. Let's call him Ben for now. Ben is not the typical boy I go for. He's a bit on the short side (5'8"-ish..), blonde, hipster specs, and vaguely reminiscent of Ben Franklin. Don't ask...he just is. Despite this, Ben managed to peak my interest long enough for a night out on the town. I can't really put my finger on it but after 5 full minutes of "date" conversation I just knew this dude was too big of douchebag to date. Highly unusual considering my track record. So after a night of boring blather and the most horrid kiss I've ever had in my life. Think warm, moist, chappy lips with garlic breath. :Shudder: I went home to my comfy bed. Anyways.. this morning in a moment of boredom I looked him up on MySpace and started clicking away at a few of his 135 friends. What did I discover... pagans, gamers, middle aged D&D dudes, fat renaissance wenches with fairy tattoos, and a bit of S&M. WOOOOOAH. Who knew nerdy douchebags were so kinky.