ok, a real update, but only because of this.
ummm. god. i don't have anything to say. i've been spending lots and lots of time with the boy. probably an unhealthy amount of time, but, you know. he made me dinner last night, because he can cook and i cannot, and we hadn't really eaten for about 24 hours and it was sooooooooooooooo good. we took advantage of our newly acquired dvd player (via michelle's brother) and watched donnie brasco and fight club. we saw jackass on saturday night with a couple of his friends, and i really like his friends. i don't really have anything to say to them, because i suck, but they're really fucking cool. jackass was fucking hilarious, i'm ashamed to say.
we held hands walking to and from the movie theater and he kissed me in front of his friends and friday night we spent on the nasty-ass floor at one of his friend's places and slept from 5am to 5pm. fucking glorious.
i haven't told him about the thing with my brother yet, but i've alluded to it.
my freshman year of high school, when i was starting to get really dumb, we had a vocab test and i defined "allude" as "that which references the bible."
uhhmm. yeah.
we drink altogether too much wine together and sex with him is amazing, despite my inherent lack of orgasms, and i adore kissing him and i'm terrified what would happen if he went away.
i dropped him off at work today at 7:30am, which means i'm a very nice person because i don't work til 9:30, and last night when he crawled into bed around 3 after finishing up fight club (i was already dead to the world) and i woke up and kissed him hello and goodnight and he said, "i really like you" and i made him repeat it and i told him that that was good because i really like him.