This is a filler post, written after the fact- but aren't they all? Not many are written with so much time between the entries, nor are they so terribly back dated. It's alright though. This is cool stuff- I think I remember pretty well. :) When shall I date this one to? The 9th?
So much has happened! Like, a whole bunch of really fantastic, amazing, unspeakably awesome things! I mean- Awesome. And this is going to be Awesome. But yeah, I'm sitting on the edge of way too much vague goofiness- I need to choose a day and start describing it.
So, the 9th of March. It's truthfully the 29th of May right now, so details are going to be fuzzy, but I'm going to pretend that it's all been today. On the 9th of March I hung out with Dakota in smithfield pretty much all day. We met at Melody's in the morning, talked for a couple hours- I finally got the story behind his name outta him. His first name is John- but he's never gone by it. John only goes on the important documents and stuff. We had some coffee, and then decided we wanted to walk on the Greenway. So off we went- walked down to it, walked all along it- the whole distance, three miles there, three miles back, almost a mile to get to it and almost a mile to get back to Melody's. We talked about so much! I remember that every once in a while Dakota would look over at me as we were walking and I'd all the sudden forget how to think, blush and have to start my train of thought over. I mean, wow. His eyes are the most intense, the warmest, deepest, eyes I've ever seen. One glance and I'm all to pieces. Completely melted. Over.
But yeah, so after our long, wonderful walk on the Greenway we went to lunch, and then Dakota took me to the Howell Theatre in Smithfield to see the Hobbit. It was a good movie! He even put up with my whining and side commentary! He's wonderful! After the movie we went our separate ways. it was a really good day. I so much enjoy spending time with Dakota. I'm so glad he asked me out. Earlier this year I was really afraid I might have scared him off. Turns out he's way braver than most of the guys I know. Actually, He's probably one of the bravest men I know- and even though he's brave he's not at all arrogant or mean. I mean, it's easy for a guy to be brave and take that to arrogance, and then arrogance turns into aloof cruelty. It's a terrible fate some suffer- but not Dakota. He's so solid and dependable, really up front and open. He's got no questions about who he is or whether he's good or not. He's confidant. I really love that about him. I don't think I could scare him off if I tried- and I may have tried once or twice. The first time he noted the .22 federal shells in my hat I started fishing for things that generally make people reconsider standing near me- like mentioning that I do enjoy shooting, I'm a passable shot, and I've got a firing range in the back yard, and that I usually carry a knife with me at all times. Did not phase him at all. He actually thought it was pretty cool. Then there was the time he was over at the house and I was showing him my german longsword, put it up and came after him with the LARP-er. I said I was going to go get the foam one- he just missed that bit of conversation... so I came at him from around a corner and checked the blow right at his throat- he thought I had the metal one still. took out the table trying to get away from me. he thought he was going to die! lol! He was okay though. -He still came by work the next time I was out there. I was impressed. :) Dakota Massengill has got to be the bravest man I know.
So much has happened! Like, a whole bunch of really fantastic, amazing, unspeakably awesome things! I mean- Awesome. And this is going to be Awesome. But yeah, I'm sitting on the edge of way too much vague goofiness- I need to choose a day and start describing it.
So, the 9th of March. It's truthfully the 29th of May right now, so details are going to be fuzzy, but I'm going to pretend that it's all been today. On the 9th of March I hung out with Dakota in smithfield pretty much all day. We met at Melody's in the morning, talked for a couple hours- I finally got the story behind his name outta him. His first name is John- but he's never gone by it. John only goes on the important documents and stuff. We had some coffee, and then decided we wanted to walk on the Greenway. So off we went- walked down to it, walked all along it- the whole distance, three miles there, three miles back, almost a mile to get to it and almost a mile to get back to Melody's. We talked about so much! I remember that every once in a while Dakota would look over at me as we were walking and I'd all the sudden forget how to think, blush and have to start my train of thought over. I mean, wow. His eyes are the most intense, the warmest, deepest, eyes I've ever seen. One glance and I'm all to pieces. Completely melted. Over.
But yeah, so after our long, wonderful walk on the Greenway we went to lunch, and then Dakota took me to the Howell Theatre in Smithfield to see the Hobbit. It was a good movie! He even put up with my whining and side commentary! He's wonderful! After the movie we went our separate ways. it was a really good day. I so much enjoy spending time with Dakota. I'm so glad he asked me out. Earlier this year I was really afraid I might have scared him off. Turns out he's way braver than most of the guys I know. Actually, He's probably one of the bravest men I know- and even though he's brave he's not at all arrogant or mean. I mean, it's easy for a guy to be brave and take that to arrogance, and then arrogance turns into aloof cruelty. It's a terrible fate some suffer- but not Dakota. He's so solid and dependable, really up front and open. He's got no questions about who he is or whether he's good or not. He's confidant. I really love that about him. I don't think I could scare him off if I tried- and I may have tried once or twice. The first time he noted the .22 federal shells in my hat I started fishing for things that generally make people reconsider standing near me- like mentioning that I do enjoy shooting, I'm a passable shot, and I've got a firing range in the back yard, and that I usually carry a knife with me at all times. Did not phase him at all. He actually thought it was pretty cool. Then there was the time he was over at the house and I was showing him my german longsword, put it up and came after him with the LARP-er. I said I was going to go get the foam one- he just missed that bit of conversation... so I came at him from around a corner and checked the blow right at his throat- he thought I had the metal one still. took out the table trying to get away from me. he thought he was going to die! lol! He was okay though. -He still came by work the next time I was out there. I was impressed. :) Dakota Massengill has got to be the bravest man I know.
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