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It hasn’t been a good day so far. And LJ isn’t even sending me comments. But apparently, I’m still so shallow as to be easily distracted, even when things aren’t great.

Some things are perhaps explained better in their original IM conversations:

me: UM UM UM
Shirtless, blond, hot guy mowing the lawn in front of my office

supergrover: good god. go outside for a smoke

me: I can’t. he can’t be more than 17 or 18

supergrover: so? he’s eyecandy

me: no, it’s too close. my office is an old converted victorian house. the yard is small
the porch takes up half of it so even when he’s on the other side of the yard he wouldn’t be more than 15 or 20 feet away

supergrover: ah

me: god
he has a totally pouty babyface
he looks like some actor
I can’t pin down who though

me: Fuck
I wish I could take a picture without him noticing

supergrover: hee!

me: seriously
you’d die
he looks like he was cast in gay porn as the yard boy

[[other conversation, and then]]

me: oh
now he has a weed whacker
but he put on a shirt
damn it

supergrover: hahaha
nice arms?

me: oh god yes
muscles pulling across his collar bone and chest

supergrover: oh

me: arms you could barely wrap the fingers of both hands around
but still

supergrover: oooooh

me: lean in than teenage way

supergrover: i love that way

me: and pouty pouty pouty face

supergrover: maybe he’s 21?

me: Hahahaha

supergrover: you should offer him an iced beverage

Author: Ajax Bell

Seattle author. Stops to smell the flowers. Amateur nerd (I wanna go pro but I haven't found anyone to pay me). Humble hippo enthusiast. queer/bi. they/them.

12 thoughts on “coocoocachoo

  1. hello ms.. robinson!

    For some reason, I think you wandering outside, having a long smoke, with him twenty feet away, then taking a picture on your cell phone and wandering back inside would be hilarious.

  2. Where are your manner, girl? Go offer that boy some tea!

  3. Re: hello ms.. robinson!

    It would actually be hilarious. I might have done it if I’d been in a more cheerful headspace to begin with and there hadn’t been an older man that was clearly his boss (and possibly his father) out there with him.

  4. Want a glass of sweet tea, honey? Oops, I’ve spilled it and now you’re all sticky. Here let me get the hose.

  5. EXACTLY. What are you waiting for? And take pictures so those of us stuck in high-rise concrete bunkers with no windows may life vicariously through you!

    I adore that icon so. much.

  6. Re: hello ms.. robinson!

    Oh. Darn!

  7. you really, really should, darlin’.

    and then of course tell us all about it.

  8. Why are you in such a bad mood?

  9. I didn’t say I was in a bad mood, I said I was having a bad day. And I don’t know why. The universe hates me and is punishing me? Some fault of genetics made me incapable of being happy? Who knows!

  10. I’m laughing at the second part. nate is nagging me about getting a shot for my foot. I mean, seriously? what is wrong with him?

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