Damnit, Jim– I’m Not A…

… consolation prize?

I got a voicemail last night from Jim.  You remember Jim (I’ve blogged about him several times)?  The married, Christian guy from North Carolina with 4 kids who is out to his wife and has a boyfriend on the side?  The Midwestern boy who’s a musician who loves drum corps and who is extremely intelligent and a smart ass?  The one I dated for awhile and fell hopelessly in love with?  That Jim?

Yeah, well he called and left a voicemail.

We still sporadically keep in touch through occasional emails or calls.  Sometimes we text– nothing regular.  And I do love talking to him and finding out how things are going.  It’s like catching up with a friend.

A friend who’s penis has been in you.

A friend who makes you realize that you only fall for the completely wrong type of guy and because of this you are destined to be alone for the rest of your life.

Anyway, he always initiates the contact.  Partly because I’m trying desperately to leave him in my past, where he belongs.  But mostly because I don’t want to call or text him and accidentally interrupt dinner with his wife and family or something.

The worst part is that he tends to call just about the time I’ve blissfully forgotten about him.

Well, the voicemail last night was fairly standard for the first part.  Hey, how’ve you been… been thinking about you lately… we haven’t talked in ages… blah blah blah.  And then the last five seconds went like this:

Jim:  So, hey.  News flash.  I’m getting a divorce.  Call me sometime.


Fuck fuck fuck mother fuck.


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Nickname: Munt Measurements: 45 B, 34, 38(?) Ambition: to be the best human ever! Turn ons: long walks on the beach, romantic dinners, porn, rainbows, cock Turn offs: bad smell face, men who are full of themselves, dead puppies, popcorn, sadness
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13 Responses to Damnit, Jim– I’m Not A…

  1. Jake says:

    Well, he is adorable. Seems like life presents these situations quite frequently in the human condition. I’m curious to see where this all leads. I suppose you just never know.

  2. BosGuy says:

    I’m completely superficial so my advice of scheduling a time to jump his bones (or to be more specific – his bone) may not be what the doctor would suggest, but looks like it might be a good way to pass an evening.

  3. Blobby says:

    Sounds just like the Ginni Thomas/Anita Hill voice mail message.

  4. “We want pre-nup!
    We want pre-nup!”

  5. rg says:

    Meet up, do him until he can’t remember his middle name, and then dump is ass.

  6. gk says:

    You deserve someone, I hope he’s the one.

  7. You might not feel the same way about him now that he is available… but I am inclined to agree with RG.

  8. notmichaeljfox says:

    Once a cheater, always a cheater. Do yourself a favour and avoid him like the plague!

  9. Ben says:

    I guess it depends on why he’s getting a divorce. Did she have enough and he would have been happy to go on with the charade or did he decide to “do it!”? Long term, you’d have wife and kids to deal with FOREVER. And a quicky might hurt your heart. I say become a top, say the word and I’ll put the condo up for sale and fly right over.

  10. David says:

    holy fuck – what a hottie

  11. me says:

    fuckity fuck fuck is right.

    i would delete the message and block his ass. but i’m not you.

    good luck. watch your heart. 🙂

  12. dirkmancuso says:

    You know we’re all waiting patiently for the post about your call to him…

  13. Kip says:

    Tough call… He is very cute but the red flags are all over this one. If you got him, you can get another guy just as hot – or more so – who will also love your soul!

    Or just go with RG’s suggestion. A boy has needs! 😉

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