A Chris-in-the-morning inspired blog. Somewhere I can hypothesis on human nature and narrate my own journey of self discovery. That sounds so cheesy! Basically somewhere that I can just spill out the contents of my head.

 
I told myself I was going to write a post about the perfect guy. At least he's a close to perfect as I've met yet. Yes Matt lost that position the moment he became an arse.
This guy. Mmmmmmmmmmm. I'd better not name him in case he finds this page. He's got a fairly individual name, being Chilean and Japanese of origin. I'm actually in quite a good position at the moment. I can fully enjoy the overwhelming sexiness of him without worry of getting involved and being shot down or something. He's going back to Chile in a couple of weeks. Which is a damn shame because I'd like to admire him for quite a while longer.
He's got a sort of south American cowboy look about him. With the shoulder length bleck hair, and the moustache and the little stripe of facial hair from his lip down to his chin. Not usually one for facial hair this really does it for me. And he's got lovely skin. Both the Chileana nd Japanese heritage shows through in his skin colour. It's olive kind of couloured and his hands! They're incredible, especially when he's playing guitar. So flexible and they've got that look about them that suggests strength, but they can still be gentle. Mmm. And his smile. When it's directed at you, you'd swear you were the only person on earth. And lovely eyes. He always looks at you when he's talking to you (even when he's driving) and the feeling of having those eyes on you.

posted by Megan at 5:24 PM