Long time no see & I'm back with another obsession.
Well, life's been treating me good. I seem to live in a hazy dream world, for the most part. And I've inadvertently been living the life of B. Ty Grady (by being a noctural animal). Yes, he is my latest infatuation (in a nonsexual way, because Lord knows how I cherished his relationship with his partner that I wouldn't want anything bad to happen to them.)
So, who is this dude? He's a handsome, witty, smart, intelligent, sexy and charming 34-yr-old detective with a military background (well, ain't that just up the sexy factor by several notches?) To any laymen, he is a dangerous bloke you wouldn't want to mess around with. Not only because his military training makes him a dangerous weapon that is difficult to handle at the best of times, but also because the emotional scars of his past make him unstable and unpredictable in tight situations. His partner-at-work/ lover-in-private can attest to that. Anything else? Oh yes, the son-of-a-bitch (note: I'm using the phrase in an affectionate way) is fluent in many languages and is good at undercover work i.e. a freaking chamelon. And he has a sexy to-die-for older sidekick/partner/lover. Now who wouldn't envy him? Well, don't be too hasty to raise your hands, cause there's always a catch to everything good. And in this case, you wouldn't envy the aspect of his life where he has to constantly grapple with the Death God even though he seems to have a fulfilling and purposeful life at such a young age (with his experience, he can easily be 15 yrs older if not the physical challenge of his job makes it quite impossible).
So now, what has that got to do with me? Hmm ... uh-oh ... well ... I'm not answering. Because the answers seem to me to be as plain as a daylight. And my fucking writer's block seems to be staring me in the face so I better go.
Ciao.