Who knew?

Full disclaimer: I just ate an entire container of Haagen Daaz Dulce de Leche Ice Cream for dinner. Forgive me father for I have binged.

But, wait before you judge me, it is that wonderful time of month and everything aches; my head, my back, my arms and I feel so tired and irritable and annoyed. But, enough with the moaning and groaning.

So, anyway I went out with Mr. New York last night. We went for a quick and early dinner at Cafe Shane.

Let me tell you, Mr. NY is a sweet guy. He’s polite and considerate and soft spoken…an over all sweet guy. Ugh, but he was so nervous. His palms were sweaty, he was stuttering, when he was paying the bill his hands were trembling. He must have said he was nervous a thousand times.

Ugh, come on son. What the hell?

And the funny thing is our conversation was great. I felt like I was in a Jill Scott video we just talked about revolution, religion, relationships, education I mean it was a mental orgasm; one topic after another.

But , all his nervous energy just made him so unattractive and he’s a cute guy. And anyone who knows me knows I’m attracted to intelligence and conversation. But this dinner was so awkward, I couldn’t wait to get out of there.

He walked me to the car and I think he was trying to kiss me; nervously and I just gave him all cheek and pivoted to the door.

When I drove away and watched him, watching me…I felt so bad. Because I know he was over thinking it.

I wanted to like him. I want to like him. No, I LIKE him. I DO.

It is smart to like him. It is safe to like him. Out of the men I am dating he is probably the best one to like. He’s secure, he’s dependable, predictable, reliable…(sigh) all the things I say I want.

I’m not giving up yet. He might become more relaxed, more calm, more cool, more collected, more attractive the more we get to know each other. But, good Lord I gotta change his name from Mr. New York to Mr. Idaho, Wisconsin, Kentucky.

Why am I trying to force it you might be asking?

Because gregarious and intense Mr. Coy and smooth and cool Troy are just present day versions of men I’ve already dated; wonderfully, exciting, charming, sexy, and mysterious.

Yall know that’s all code for unreliable, unpredictable, and misleading LOL

Sigh, I don’t know all of this may just be the ice cream and cramps talking.

Anyway, nice guys and girls shouldn’t finish last!

khalilah loves,

Live life yall!

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