He used to be a priest, became an atheist after working in Rome. Whoa. I need to meet this guy just to hear this whole story.
No lie. I want to know his story, too.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
He used to be a priest, became an atheist after working in Rome. Whoa. I need to meet this guy just to hear this whole story.
No lie. I want to know his story, too.
Oh, no, what if I'm not intellectual enough for him?! He's talking about structuralism! I had to look it up! Fuck, the language of intellectual discourse is 30 years past for me. If only he wanted to talk about whether they should include The Wasp and Ant-Man in the next Avengers movie! Oh, dear.
You may get somebody like Hubby, who knows a whole lot about an awful lot and loves to lecture. I can ask intelligent questions and I'm often interested in the discussion, but a lot of times I'm partly daydreaming and mostly enjoying his spicy brains.
How long are we supposed to keep DMing before one of us can suggest getting coffee? I already did, which seems to be what started this. I guess it's up to me.
Suggest a time and place if you do suggest coffee. Then he has the option of just saying yes, or counter-offering (or ignoring though I hope not).
Zenkitty good luck. I hope he agrees to meet you somewhere.
We're at the airport waiting for our flight. I can't wait to see my Coloradoistas.
He suggested coffee! Excellent! I suggested a place and I'm letting him pick the time.
You know, Self, if he wanted a cute young thing to have quasi-intellectual conversations with, he probably could have found that *at the University*. He's probably looking for someone in his own age range (he's 42), who isn't put off by his conversion away from religion (in the South, good place to look for that). We'll see.
Further bulletins as events warrant.
Yay, Zenkitty! If he's suggesting coffee with YOU, he's interested in getting to know YOU. Forget about those "cute young things." We cute middle aged things are pretty rockin', too.
Woot for Zen!!
You know, Self, if he wanted a cute young thing to have quasi-intellectual conversations with, he probably could have found that *at the University*. He's probably looking for someone in his own age range (he's 42), who isn't put off by his conversion away from religion (in the South, good place to look for that). We'll see.
Excellent self-talk, Zen. And yay for coffee!
So Z (not Zen) (ZnZ?) and I talked some more while cooking dinner. We rehashed some things, and got clearer on others. It's not so much that he thought I might be interested in girls, *too*, but *instead* of guys. That was the mixed messages thing. I clarified that me saying I probably wouldn't continue a sexual relationship with him if he slept with Other Chick was not an ultimatum, or about him, or even us; just a boundary that I felt I needed for my own mental health. I think that made sense to him. And honestly, I don't know if I'll stick to it. And maybe I will see other people, too.
So nothing is resolved, not that I expected it to be. I didn't invite him in, because we both need a good night's sleep. We still kissed good night. He asked if I wanted to get together this week before I leave, and I said yes. I'm feeling much better about it all, whether we end up in a relationship or maybe just friends.
On a total different topic, I have Lutherans in the A/C unit in my bedroom, and I am not sure if I'm going to be able to clean them out.