he said I made him feel like a New Kids On The Block, sniffle, sniffle

As Juan becomes more and more a piece of material (as in comedy, not as in a piece of meat), little memories tug at my brain and asking to be included in my blogging. This was is a gem. On the last night he stayed over, Juan was going back and forth between why we shouldn't date and should date, settling on "taking it slower." He seemed to be talking out loud about a fantasy he had of living together. He told me he would ultimately want to go to Florida to be with his kids and asked me if I would ever move. "To Florida?" I replied. "Probably not." Then he started telling me what he likes to eat and drink and have in the refrigerator. And then he said "but what if we move in together and I act like a prick? I mean you like me now but you haven't seen me really lose it." TIGO! (Thank God It's Over) Thank God I was spared witnessing him prick out even more than he did on his good behavior.

Anyway, perhaps the most moving thing Juan said was "I mean I want to move to Florida, but you drive me crazy. Look at you. You're so cute. [I was angry at this point FYI.] I mean you make me feel like one of these guys." And he pointed to the towel I had hanging up, a towel featuring NKOTB, (New Kids On The Block.) I guess he thought I Got the Right Stuff: "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh/ Oh, oh, oh, oh/ Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh The right stuff." Now I'll never be able to listen to You Got It (The Right Stuff), or Hangin’ Tough ever again. I mean those songs were already tear jerkers, so now they're just off limits. Sniffle, sniffle. Well, maybe once I'm really over him, I can listen to those songs again. And I'm almost there. As long as I keep Hangin' Tough and I keep getting stronger, every day, Step by Step.

But you can still enjoy the NKOTB. So, enjoy.