Come for the smile, stay for the... er... nice sheets

Ahhhhh...

That sound you hear is me giving a lonely, pathetic little sigh of longing.

That other sound you hear is me giving a lonely, pathetic little sigh of longing significantly coloured with rampaging lust. AhhhhhGrrr!!!

Plus I really like those sheets and the matching pillowcases.

Hmmm. I guess I really am gay after all.

An update on my down dates

As much for my own benefit as the benefit of any (largely hypothetical) readers of this blog, I feel that I should post an update on my love life. Of course calling it a "love life" is like calling a stubbed toe a "life-threatening injury", but it is what it is and if I don't write it down now I'll probably forget the details sooner rather than later.

Firstly, the "friendly, funny guy" I mentioned nearly six weeks ago. We had a good time on our first date, and we met a week later for dinner and a movie at his place. Then I went on holiday for a week, and then was sick for a few days, and when I finally emailed him to say hello he blasted me for being "distant". Which I suppose was fair enough - he seems to like me, whereas to be brutally honest I'm fairly ambivalent about him. However I don't deal very well at all with highly strung people. I am a laid back person with possibly more sang-froid than is healthy, so any hint of passionate drama queeniness is a big turn off.

Still, we talked about it and I think we understand each other a little better now. We're still chatting every couple of days on email and we'll see what happens.

Secondly, BN2, the man with whom I had the most intense relationship in my short and underdeveloped gay personal life. Despite our promises to each other when we had this conversation, our relationship crumbled after that. I withdrew a little, he became somewhat aloof, and then he decided to take up a job overseas. I wanted to see him before he left, but neither of us were sufficiently enthusiastic about it so it just didn't happen.

I do miss BN2 more than I thought I would. But I don't regret calling things off with him. The things I miss about him aren't aspects like his sense of humour, or his intelligence, or his conversational skills. I miss the erotica and Adult Themes. He was a great kisser and an enjoyable partner in his very large, soft bed. So basically I miss the kissing and the sex.

Oh, and his cooking. Man, I miss his cooking. Best cook I ever met.

There may be some guys who read this and say, "Good food and good sex? And you gave him up? What the hell is wrong with you!"

To them I'd reply: Well, excuse me for wanting more depth in my relationships.

And a nice ass is no excuse!

Questionable choices in online dating profiles aren’t limited to alliterate taglines. Sometimes it’s the photo itself that lets you down.

Isn't it always the way; you're posing for your online dating profile picture, and just as the camera flashes... whoops, you fall down! I wonder what tripped him up first - the junk strewn across the floor or the loose underpants?

Perilous things, loose underpants.

Tha meny benifits ov freinds

The quality of taglines on GMM has been going up, or going down, depending on your perspective. The only amusing one I've been able to find lately is this from Moose268:

Looking for freinds with benifits

An ability to spell would be particularly beneficial. You never know when it might come in handy.