  It is official. nbsp;  Jazz is my all- time favorite music. nbsp;  A close second is classical,
 and then all the rest. nbsp;  I know.  a true shocker. nbsp;  You thought it was metal,
 I know. nbsp;  I do enjoy the raging hate& nbsp; music as well, nbsp;
but at& nbsp; my best,  I am listening to& nbsp; jazz.
nbsp;  I enjoy nothing,  and I do mean nothing better that a glass of rich,  red wine,  and a smoooothe jazz tune. nbsp;
 Nothing at all. nbsp;  Not even sex.  ( gasp)  Velvet Jones is the nickname for my friend Shawn.
nbsp;  We are exactly alike,  only I am more insane,  if you will. nbsp; nbsp;
 He refers to me as either Silky Johnson,  or Sundae,  both of which have stories behind the names,  as does his. nbsp;  We will not elaborate,
 because I do not have the temperament at present to& nbsp; deal with the fall- out. nbsp; nbsp;
nbsp;  Back to the topic at& nbsp; hand. nbsp;  &
nbsp; Consequently,  he is cool as hell,  and we have a really good time together. nbsp;  always out of control,
 but in a good way. nbsp; nbsp;  :  We compliment each other,  and make life fun,
 and leave a lot of happy people in our wake. nbsp;  I have no one in my past that I do not consider a close friend,  as far as romantic encounters are concerned. nbsp;  Seriously.
 I must say,  I am happy and surprised with the reaction from friends and family regarding my recent slip in judgment. nbsp;  I know I say I do not care what anyone thinks,  and that is true,  with the exception of the ones I love.
nbsp;  Yes,  I love too.  I miss it. nbsp;  I miss the feeling of euphoria when you are with someone truly unique.
 More to come.
