Mr. J is officially nixed; Hello Bjorn.

Ok, so new temporary words for "hook up".

I'm trying a new one on today...

Ok, so for the second time in as many weeks I went to go pick up Mr. J and he wasn't there.
Mandude is officially deleted on Facebook, blocked on POH, ignored on Gay.com and removed from my MSN contact list. I also took him out of my cellphone contacts.

So, in typical me style, having showered and primped, and having bothered to iron a shirt, I decided that the night shouldn't be a bust, called up the guy that both Mr. J and I had seen before, and to whom I'd been chatting recently, and asked him if he'd like to hang out. (Draw the syntactic tree for that sentence beoches!). He was up for it, and so we drove around for a few hours.

Now I will give him a name. I learned last night that he's from the Burin Peninsula -- but he pronounces it like Bjorn. Therefore this new dudeman will be subsequently referred to as Bjorn.

Now, Bjorn and I have a strange history. I know I've said that I dated him but in actually we were just "friends with benefits". We met first for an "ejv" on the day I got my scrotum pierced a few years ago. I was supposed to refrain from any ejv-related activities for six weeks when I had it done. I couldn't resit testing it out, though. He thought it was pretty cool.
Long story short I ended up getting a major infection, my sack resembled a soft ball~melon and I had to smile through the pain of A) having the walk-in clinic doctor actually laugh at me and B) do a pretty big job intereview with my nutsack ready to explode.

I moved away from St. John's for a year then returned to go to MUN. We ejv'd a few more times. I told him after that I didn't want to ejv anymore because I was only interested in serious relationships. We sort of stopped talking after that.

That is until I started with Mr. J. (Who I found out had also ejv'd with Bjorn and stopped seeing him because Bjorn wasn't looking for anything serious).

After the whole Mr. J debacle, Bjorn started messaging me, asking me to hang out. He never wanted to hang out before.

So last night I called him and we went for a drive. We went to Chapters~Starbucks. I had a London Fog he had a Rootbeer. We looked at books. Then we drove around some more. Then we fucked in Pippy Park. All in all it was a good evening.