The Air Force One!

The man of my dreams called me. Out of the blue! I love him. Seriously, he is the only person in the world that I believe I could love as much or probably more than Hero. He lives in Texas now. Hopefully by giving him an official browndays name, he will become an official part of my life. Let’s call him “The MVP” So anyway, yeah, he called. I haven’t talked to him in maybe a little less than a year. I don’t know. I had the biggest crush ever on him back in high school. But I didn’t know that then. I didn’t know until the day I called his house and his mom was like ““The MVP” went to the military, he doesn’t live here anymore”. My heart dropped like I was on a freaking roller coaster. I couldn’t fathom why he had done something so drastic. So anyway, this was back in 1999. Okay, after that we wrote a few letters back and forth but then he went out of the country and my letter came back. So like last Christmas ‘04, I saw his friends in the club and they gave me his number. I called immediately, in the middle of the night. He answered and was delighted that it was me. We talked a lot after that but then suddenly he stopped taking my calls and didn’t call me. But before this hiatus we did a lot of catching up and he sounded like he was doing really well. I was bummed to find out that he had been married and divorced. But no kids! That made me happy ‘cause I wanna birth his JR. But anyway, he went on an unexplained hiatus. I remember this year on spring break in ATL, I got drunk and left him a drunken msg. in the middle of the night. I hate drunken stupors (after they are over). So back to the lecture at hand. He called me yesterday and we talked and caught up and I smiled like I hit Powerball. He kept asking if I had anything interesting going on, I was sad that I didn’t have much impressive to say. He told me he does a computer thing in the military now and he was planning to buy his first house really soon. Slow down MVP, wait for me, your wife. No really though, he is doing well, staying active he said. He was always really muscular and sexy. But still small framed like I love. So he said he is coming home for Christmas this year. I gotta get in fucking shape before then. I cannot eat all the turkey day food ‘cause he is my newest project. Really, he knocks ‘em all out of the box. We just click like *can’t find the words to describe* Even though we talk like once every blue moon we have great conversations. We both are excited to see Saw II, we talked about how much we loved the first one. He’s a movie buff just like me. So I gotta get on a diet, grow my hair back like a little past my shoulders (I just got it cut to shoulder length this month) and get all of my ducks in a row. So anybody with any advice about how to lock down a high school crush turned military MAN, let me know. Seriously, if he called today and asked me to come visit or even fuck it come live with him - I’d walk to the Lone Star state no questions asked!