Paul B. is my fantasy at work but he's in Vancouver & I'm in Toronto. Eek! I'm in Grade Seven mode lately.

My heart's still too tender to venture forth but I SWEAR these sexy men on the west coast keep falling into my lap (not literally, of course, I'm on the evening shift & they're finishing up their day shifts as I work my evening one . . .)

Augh! Then when I walked in to start my shift Friday evening, I saw a name that rang a bell. He called shortly afterwards & when I answered the phone giving the name of the company & my name he said:

Aw, Stephanie, we haven't talked in a couple of weeks, have we?

And I said, "Ah, yes, I saw your release there, how's it going?"

OK, to good friends, I will send you pics of this man. Only friends (until X time when his release hits the wire)!

But alas, his company is hitting the shitter this month. I wanted to fly to BC to comfort him.