Of Moose And Men
The Best Laid Plans Of Both Often Go Astray

I’ve a bit of a crush. It’s shared, and we’re having fun, but taking things slowly, enjoying things for what they are. Spent a good chunk of this past weekend in his company (and the company of others). Haven’t set off too many diabetic comas with all the sweetness, but we’re working on that (nothing like a chorus of “get a room!” when we do nothing more than hold hands). He’s neat, and handsome, and comfortable to be with. And I’m enjoying myself thoroughly.