So I'm eating broccoli as a snack now days. I'm serious about getting that Roman-warrior body. Though I'm a far cry from it these days. Last night I went out with my boss. I have a huge crush on him... and I found out that he and his partner are in an open relationship. That got me to thinking: I will become very sexy, with my lean, tough, warrior body and get him drunk and seduce him. Yum.
He also informed me that he scored in the 99% on the PCAT. My competition allele came out of its dormancy and sprang to life.
He asked me if I was husband shopping. I told him that I'm in the store but I'm sitting in the lobby area. I'm not looking, but I'm not not looking. It'd be nice to find someone who seemed to get me and my unusual ways, and still liked me for me. Though I'm beginning to think that he is just as mythological as some of the ancient Roman heroes.
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