tryptamine_____

so apparently i'm seeing this boy.

he's the one i met while really drunk, for those of you who read my journal on a regular basis.

he called me today and said, "let's go for a drive." that is one of my favorite phrases ever, and i had absolutely no plans this weekend (a very rare occurence.) we drove around a little and went to the beach. too bad cars make me lethargic, but it was cool to just hang out anyway.

so we were sitting at the beach on this little piece of driftwood, and he just sort of lets his head fall on my shoulder. i'm thinking, "no. must. not. like. this. boy!" but i can't help it. he's funny, and sweet... and did i mention that he called me this morning and said "let's go for a drive."? and refused to let me even think of saying no??

and then, at one point, he says, "i don't want you to move. i just met you, " all uncomfortable but vulnerable nonetheless....

wish me luck, kids. i tend to be the one who ruins these things.