Mr Vegas... he is a 34 year old man with a business degree employed as a business analyst for a large communications company in Seatle. He's six feet tall with black hair, brown eyes and a very charming smile with one chipped front tooth I can't bring myself to ask him about because I don't want him to feel self concious. He is very thoughtfull and considerate, polite, and funny- He's very even tempered and rational.

He came to visit October 12-15. it was awkward for all of 10 minutes and then it was just so increadibly easy and natural that it kind of terrifies me to think about. Everywhere we went, everything we did, it was all just so enjoyable.

When I get "the feels" I get quiet... I have a hard time forming any sort of coherent sentence and it's like I try and telepathically send my thoughts. This is often read as upset. I didn't say a whole lot from when we got back to my apartment on the last night to when we went to the airport in the morning.... He had his ticket for his next visit out here before he went to bed the day he went home.

I like him a lot... he apparently likes me a lot.

* Apparently I just saved this as a Draft on 11/6 instead of as Published