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Through the Eyes of an Insomniac :: A True Story Told

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It Just Might Be...

...a thing called love...

This post will be very mellow. Sorry if I bore you, but it's not really a comedian mood right now.

Also, insomnia is the better of me at the moment, so it's a mellow tone as well.

In the past 26 hours, I've been befuddled with wording (Anyone who knows me knows damn well that wording is never a problem.), made a complete change on my outlook of life, put love into this relationship...and meant it...

Well...to make it easier on both me and the reader, I'll just follow the list in order.

I got an e-mail from Steph...This e-mail was nothing near expectation. The details of this e-mail stay with her and I, but it has made my outlook of life shift gears and step into a better, brighter light...It also put Love into the overall of my relationship with her...

In reply to this e-mail, I completely lost all track of my thoughts. In fact, the e-mail made me stumble over quite a bit of things that I normally have no problems with.

Today, I woke up at noon. Picked up my darling Stephanie at 2:30. It's stupid to invite people over here. There's absolutely nothing to do except use the computers and watch movies.

Once again, my sister proves to be a wee bit mental and stare at us. She didn't do it near as much as last time. She's also extremely annoying and wouldn't get the hint that I DIDN'T WANT HER THERE!!!

Steph and I kissed quite a bit. bigsmile That will never get old. We eventually started falling asleep on my bed. Amanda, who thinks a peck on the cheek is cosidered making out, had to run up the stairs and announce it to Mom. Mom don't care.

Kissed some more.....and more.....and a lot more.

Then we had to take her home. *sigh*

c-ya
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