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I hung out with a nice boy last night. He's definitely nice -- can't find anything wrong with him. I was so perplexed by the situation that I actually asked him quizzically "What's wrong with you?"

He's tall. He's hot. He's got good hair. I sound superficial, but no.

I thought he'd be cocky, pretentious, snobby, but I misjudged. So much for being ultra-intuitive. He's a fucking super nice guy.

Probably too nice for me...

We watched Monty Python and talked and drank and smoked far too many cigarettes. And then he kissed me on the head, and he got really nervous. (fucking adorable), so I took matters into my own hands. Very innocent. I don't think I have a crush per se, but I'm definitely not disgusted so I suppose that's a decent sign. He's a babe.

I can't wait to go to Ohio this weekend and see Mikey. I miss him so much. My first roadtrip with Raquel. Her first trip to the midwest. Probably my 50th trip. haha. I was a fucking rockstar....dammit.

I'm drained right now. Drank too much last night - probably didn't sleep enough, and I have to work tonight. Fickity fuck.