My amazing day
Nov. 19th, 2007 02:15 amSpent the whole day in Boston with Kyle on Sunday, and, as usual, it was wonderful. He took me to the Boston Library, which is pretty much the coolest place to ever exist between the architecture and the billions of books. Now THAT is a date. He's perfect, but, even better, he's perfect for me. Want to know what else?
He loves me. Me, with my crazy tv obsessions. Me, who spends too much money on perfume and purses. Me, who'd rather spend the day with a book than with most people. He loves me, and for the first time in my life, I don't have to hide who I am because I'm just a bit weird.
I still can't believe that I met this incredible, amazing man just because I wanted to go to the Boston Aquarium for my birthday and Keith-Alan wanted to eat at Fire & Ice and Laura decided to be impulsive and leave my phone number for the cute waiter I was so entranced with.
Work is forcing me to work these retarded sixty hour weeks until Christmas and even though this is my favorite time of year, I just want Christmas to be over so I can go back to forty hour weeks like a normal person, because I want more time with Kyle. I hate that the average time between us seeing each other is like three weeks.
He's coming to my house for Thanksgiving on Thursday. My Mom adores him almost as much as I do, so she's going to cook for him.
The universe works in very crazy and mysterious ways, and sometimes, just sometimes, the universe is pretty awesome.
He loves me. Me, with my crazy tv obsessions. Me, who spends too much money on perfume and purses. Me, who'd rather spend the day with a book than with most people. He loves me, and for the first time in my life, I don't have to hide who I am because I'm just a bit weird.
I still can't believe that I met this incredible, amazing man just because I wanted to go to the Boston Aquarium for my birthday and Keith-Alan wanted to eat at Fire & Ice and Laura decided to be impulsive and leave my phone number for the cute waiter I was so entranced with.
Work is forcing me to work these retarded sixty hour weeks until Christmas and even though this is my favorite time of year, I just want Christmas to be over so I can go back to forty hour weeks like a normal person, because I want more time with Kyle. I hate that the average time between us seeing each other is like three weeks.
He's coming to my house for Thanksgiving on Thursday. My Mom adores him almost as much as I do, so she's going to cook for him.
The universe works in very crazy and mysterious ways, and sometimes, just sometimes, the universe is pretty awesome.