I'm downtown.... Got outta the house just to get outta the house. Nathan said he won't be by tonight. Kind of makes my whole day a little less fun... So I decided I'd go entertain myself down here. I do love the downtown core, even in the rain. And If I stay at home all day, I get so damned depressed.
Everyone's asking me how I'm dealing with the after effects of my fight with Terri, and I gotta say.. I don't feel anything when I think about it that even resembles sadness at all. Just anger. She thinks she's right, I mean.. she simply must.. And that in and of itself.. It blows my mind.
Eatin' Ramen on Seymour street... typing my little heart out.
Three dyas until I again get to see Mr. Good in concert. And this time with Nathan. And not with a bunch of fucking retarded drunken university students either. Just plain old fashioned concert going at the Commodore. And funny enough, Michelle bought tickets for the same night, so we're all gunna go as a team. Well... They're gunna meet me a little later than I'm planning on going down there.
I will, again, be first in line.

Mmmm... crazy eights all fucking day. Cannot complain about that!
Well. I guess you could, but.. I won't.


So...
I went home last night and hung out there..... Dropped off the rent, rearranged my room, and then Nate came home.
We had spoken on the phone earlier, while he was on coffee break, and I really wanted to know what was on his mind. He sounded deep in thought and when he arrived at my house he looked deep in thought as well.
The two of us lay in bed, speaking to one another about the happenings of the day, touching briefly on what we might have for dinner...



And then....
And then...


All of the sudden.. He was speaking about what he was thinking about.


It was glorious. It really was. And for us having been together for three months.... It doesn't make any sense. I can't even pull out the old "feel like I've known him forever" cliche because I have known him for a ridiculously long time for this to just happen now.
But while I understand that it won't be happening soon unless something drastic happens or changes..... The very idea that HE brought it up and not me.. It blows my mind.


He tells me that I haven't annoyed him at all yet. He said that he hasn't found one thing that I do that bothers him yet.
I thought it was funny because I'm certainly annoying some days.
But nonetheless, he insisted to me that I must be bored. MUST BE MUST BE MUST BE bored. I assured him that I'm not. It was a whole discussion. It's sickening and we know it.

I honestly never knew I could be in love like this.