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hot ice cream maker. thats how i think of him upon immediate visual. i also think of him as the dude who worked in finance, making great money, and quit to make ice cream with local ingredients. and that recently sold said business after just one year and is now working with 3-6th graders at a low income public school in order to teach them sustainable farming. i also think of him as the dude who coaches and plays soccer regularly as well. thus i think about his ass. i then look at his mouth and think he's cute enough and smart enough and good hearted enough to have dated quite a few women and think he'd be really fun to be naked with.

i've got another dude on the way to meet me. who i also reeeeeally like being naked with. and who is so perfect for me in this stage of my life and who i am incredibly grateful for and crushin on, hard. but ice cream maker asks for my number and says he'll get in touch saturday so maybe we can meet up downtown. i secretly want to change all saturday plans to make this happen. i probably will. maybe. probably. doubt it. but i want to.