Friday, November 30, 2007
how it should be
Dear heart,
so i just came back from my date with james. we went to eat pho. he got a call from his daughter and i just adore how he talks to her. he was saying something about her being his baby, calling her beautiful, and telling her he loved her like a bajillion times. it was very endearing. he even apologized and to not get jealous, and then going back and correcting himself that i should be jealous. i just laughed at him.
then we left and i drove to the block. for some reason my mind was stuck on taking the 91 and not really listening to him when he told me to take the 22. i guess he was having a hard time holding his tongue and saying something about women drivers.
we watched hitman and LOVED it! it was almost like a first date. first we were barely toughing, then our elbows touching, then finally his hand on my leg and then the holding hands. outside i snuggled into him as we talked non-stop about things i can't even recall now. i just laugh laugh laugh with him though. that's why i love spending time with him so much.
we got to his place but stopped at the liquor store first. he bought me chocolate milk which always merits bonus points. we were in his room and watched a very terrible johnny depp movie. after he puts on another movie that actually interested me. unfortunately it was already 3 in the morning. as we watched the videos, we randomly kissed but i wasn't into getting it on. i just enjoyed kissing him and continued watching the movie.
then the mood killer: we hear a noise in the bathroom and he asked me if i remembered when his mom fell in the bathroom cuz her feet are broken. she BARELY broke her feet like last week and i haven't been there since so... yeah. wrong person, buddy! was he really having some other chick lay on his california king bed with him watching movies? i was just ready to leave. he walked me to my car and we kissed goodbye.
i hate that we have fun and i feel something for him yet all these fine details that serve as warning signs to this guy. ugh! it's frustrating!
either way, i enjoyed myself on our date. i didn't spend a penny and i wasn't pressured to do anything i didn't want to do at all. that's how my dates should be. then why can't he be the guy he should be? i miss having someone to love and don't tell james but i kinda want that to be him... oh well. so much for wishful thinking.
so i just came back from my date with james. we went to eat pho. he got a call from his daughter and i just adore how he talks to her. he was saying something about her being his baby, calling her beautiful, and telling her he loved her like a bajillion times. it was very endearing. he even apologized and to not get jealous, and then going back and correcting himself that i should be jealous. i just laughed at him.
then we left and i drove to the block. for some reason my mind was stuck on taking the 91 and not really listening to him when he told me to take the 22. i guess he was having a hard time holding his tongue and saying something about women drivers.
we watched hitman and LOVED it! it was almost like a first date. first we were barely toughing, then our elbows touching, then finally his hand on my leg and then the holding hands. outside i snuggled into him as we talked non-stop about things i can't even recall now. i just laugh laugh laugh with him though. that's why i love spending time with him so much.
we got to his place but stopped at the liquor store first. he bought me chocolate milk which always merits bonus points. we were in his room and watched a very terrible johnny depp movie. after he puts on another movie that actually interested me. unfortunately it was already 3 in the morning. as we watched the videos, we randomly kissed but i wasn't into getting it on. i just enjoyed kissing him and continued watching the movie.
then the mood killer: we hear a noise in the bathroom and he asked me if i remembered when his mom fell in the bathroom cuz her feet are broken. she BARELY broke her feet like last week and i haven't been there since so... yeah. wrong person, buddy! was he really having some other chick lay on his california king bed with him watching movies? i was just ready to leave. he walked me to my car and we kissed goodbye.
i hate that we have fun and i feel something for him yet all these fine details that serve as warning signs to this guy. ugh! it's frustrating!
either way, i enjoyed myself on our date. i didn't spend a penny and i wasn't pressured to do anything i didn't want to do at all. that's how my dates should be. then why can't he be the guy he should be? i miss having someone to love and don't tell james but i kinda want that to be him... oh well. so much for wishful thinking.
this heart of mine was broken at 3:57:00 AM
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