Ex-Boyfriend found out about me staying at The Mellow Classmate's place not once, not twice, but three times. He didn't approve, and I told him it was over for good, and I'd thought about it enough.
It may nearly have killed him.
He's on the way to the City of Sin right now, and as he left he cried harder than I've ever seen a man cry. I told him it was too little, too late. He cried harder, and I waved goodbye.
* * *
St. Patrick's Day could not possibly have been more fun. My Mom, Little Brother, and I drank 'til we could hardly stand, went to the ShamRock downtown, and I met up with The Cute Classmate, The Mellow Classmate, and The Motivated Classmate. The Mellow Classmate and I went to the beach afterward and ran through the black waves that broke frothy pink until nearly 5 and shared our beer with A Random Guy Under The Pier. We acted the fool, and there's nothing I would've changed even if I could. I fell asleep all Salty and Exhausted in his bed, and he told me I was Ludicrous and Hilarious and I told him He Made Me Smile.. The next morning I couldn't decide whether I had Pneumonia or a Hangover, and he said it was probably both, and kissed me even with Morning Breath and said that our Debauched Swim was the best part of the night.
* * *
Then The Mellow Classmate and I went out this week, and I fell asleep pressed against his chest again. He kissed me and stroked my hair, and I told him I could never look at him in class without giggling again. He said, "You giggle at me anyway." I told him about my new red rainboots, and he smiled. He's an Indians fan; that could be a problem.
* * *
Then I went to his place to watch a movie and drink beer, and fell asleep with his hand on my hip. He called me Ludicrous again, and made fun of me for being a year and a half older than him. I made fun of him because I can outdrink him even when he won't admit it. We talked about music and I decided he has the bluest eyes I've ever seen. He likes blues and jazz and Dylan, and that's hard to come by in a law student.
* * *
I have a bit of a Crush, and I'm fighting it with every fiber of my being. He has the thickest hair I've ever touched, and owns the comfiest bed I've ever slept in, and goes toe-to-toe with me on Spontaneity and Competitiveness, and is going to teach me to drive a motorcycle. He's also a year and a half younger than me.
* * *
Spring Cleaning! What do you need to get rid of but haven't gotten around to?
It may nearly have killed him.
He's on the way to the City of Sin right now, and as he left he cried harder than I've ever seen a man cry. I told him it was too little, too late. He cried harder, and I waved goodbye.
* * *
St. Patrick's Day could not possibly have been more fun. My Mom, Little Brother, and I drank 'til we could hardly stand, went to the ShamRock downtown, and I met up with The Cute Classmate, The Mellow Classmate, and The Motivated Classmate. The Mellow Classmate and I went to the beach afterward and ran through the black waves that broke frothy pink until nearly 5 and shared our beer with A Random Guy Under The Pier. We acted the fool, and there's nothing I would've changed even if I could. I fell asleep all Salty and Exhausted in his bed, and he told me I was Ludicrous and Hilarious and I told him He Made Me Smile.. The next morning I couldn't decide whether I had Pneumonia or a Hangover, and he said it was probably both, and kissed me even with Morning Breath and said that our Debauched Swim was the best part of the night.
* * *
Then The Mellow Classmate and I went out this week, and I fell asleep pressed against his chest again. He kissed me and stroked my hair, and I told him I could never look at him in class without giggling again. He said, "You giggle at me anyway." I told him about my new red rainboots, and he smiled. He's an Indians fan; that could be a problem.
* * *
Then I went to his place to watch a movie and drink beer, and fell asleep with his hand on my hip. He called me Ludicrous again, and made fun of me for being a year and a half older than him. I made fun of him because I can outdrink him even when he won't admit it. We talked about music and I decided he has the bluest eyes I've ever seen. He likes blues and jazz and Dylan, and that's hard to come by in a law student.
* * *
I have a bit of a Crush, and I'm fighting it with every fiber of my being. He has the thickest hair I've ever touched, and owns the comfiest bed I've ever slept in, and goes toe-to-toe with me on Spontaneity and Competitiveness, and is going to teach me to drive a motorcycle. He's also a year and a half younger than me.
* * *
Spring Cleaning! What do you need to get rid of but haven't gotten around to?
silverrevolver:
How bout in addition to good wishes you throw in a round or two of drinks when I'm in So-Cal this june! 
silverrevolver:
I can help, but I need more specifics. What does he like, what are you willing to do? How much are you willing to spend? What kind of produce, meat and seafood do you have access to?