Maybe your crazy, just like me...

So a couple of days ago, when I shared about my roommate relapsing, I said that I had originally planned on sharing about this new guy I met. So here is the deal, first of all I'm a crazy Latin man, which means I'm very jealous, possessive, but also very passionate and loving. I am usually not attracted to Latin me, but last Saturday I met a man so beautiful in looks that my heart went pitter patter, and my pants grew immediately

I was heading over to do the setup for my CMA meeting (Saturdays at 7pm )at Frank's House(2530 Hyperion Ave) which is the rehab that I went to. So, before heading downstairs I talked to my friend and blog fan Thom, going on and on about how bad I was feeling at always checking out the newcomers at meetings. Which to those of you not in the program, it is frowned upon to date or sleep with newcomers. There is a saying, that newcomers are like retards: it's OK for them to fuck each other, but when you do it it's just wrong; but I digress...I had gone on a whole spiel on how I wanted to change my predatory ways and just stick to working on my recovery, and then I walk downstairs to meet this new guy in the house who was just beautiful as all hell, and very sweet. We proceeded to flirt heavily with each other and during the meeting we were very touchy feely with each other. I wanted to cross that line so bad, it has been a while since someone that I found attractive was attracted to me. Don't get me wrong, I don't feel like the hunchback of Notre dame, but I feel like all the attractive men who have time, still think of me as respectively new; and are therefore backing off. The only guys hitting on me are creepy older pervs.
ANYWHO, as I am sitting at the meeting being all flirty with this guy, my friends the Anthony's walk in, and immediately they start giving me these dirty looks until I finally pulled one aside, where he proceeded to warn me about this guy's clingy-ness. He of course thought that this would scare me away, but quite the opposite, I feel like: FINALLY, someone who speaks my kind of crazy! Now I know that I wont be doing anything with him for a while, first of all because if we were to get caught we would both get kicked out, and I am not about to become a homeless queen...I don't do homeless it would NOT be cute! Second of all he is a newcomer, and when you are in your first couple of months of recovery your head is still foggy, and you are still learning to love yourself, and how could you expect someone to love you if you don't even love yourself. So I feel that with my putting all this out there, and letting people in on whats going on, then it takes away any chance of me sneaking around and doing the wrong thing. Who the hell knows if he is the future Mr. Rapoport, stranger things have happened, we'll see.