You know, life is certainly a roller-coaster. Last week was the suck. No one can argue with that. It was a craptastic week for me and just about everyone I know. It was amazing how much horrible shit happened last week. And then the week ended. And I had a fan-freakin-tastic weekend. I am a happy girl. I am spending loads of good, quality time with Noah. In some awful, horrible way I can appreciate him being stuck in the house and mostly incapacitated because I get to spend massive amounts of time with him!!! *weg* He really rocks. We are talking loads and loads and that is fabulous. He isn’t in pain, and his recovery is really only a matter of time so I’m just not that concerned. Yeah. And we figured out sex. Excellent. I was feeling a little nervous about my lack of getting any potential. I am so selfish. It helps that he is one of the most good-natured patients I have ever seen. I’m not sure it would be possible to have a happier person around. I don’t know what makes him so happy all the time, but if I could bottle it I would.
Ok, enough blathering about my boyfriend. I will go on to blather about some of the other people in my life. I went up to Davis on Saturday for a friends birthday party. I had an amazing, holy-cow, dude this rocks so fucking hard good time. Fucking GU people. *sigh* Why do you have to rock so hard!?!?!?!?!?!!!!!!! *pout*
A good time was had by all at Great America and I was surprised by how much I enjoyed the Weird Al concert. I created some sort of messiness with a friend because we had one ticket purchased that I didn’t want the birthday boy to have to eat so I invited a friend and I didn’t extend an invitation to his girlfriend, who is also a friend. I was too tired to do damage control at the actual time, but soon I will have to. I don’t want to hurt her feelings long term. Well, I didn’t want to hurt her feelings at all, but I’m afraid I did.
(We are back to “Wow, it is sexy that you can kiss me and keep typing at the same time.”)
In the past few days I have gotten massively teased sexually and fucked soundly twice. I really can’t complain. I am getting loads of great conversations in as well. I have somehow managed to turn up a new flirtation as well. Hm. We’ll see. I gave my standard disclaimer of “I have NO time” but he’s persisting. Hmmmm. Messy potential. Happy potential. Life is all about potential. I’m not making any decisions about anything.
Life doesn’t suck. I’m still working on that optimism stuff. Right now, it’s easy.
Hehe. Yay!
You rock, girlie. I know it’s hard to feel the feelings, but I’m glad you’re doing what you need to do.
Too be quite blunt, one of the things that makes him so happy is you. Your choice and desire to be there? Means a lot to him. I love coming in and talking with him after you’ve been there all day. He says the sweetest things about you. (Bapp him with a pillow if you’re not hearing them as well. 😉 He’s aware that he has been and continues to be a realLy luck man.
Now that sex has been figured, make sure to jump him regularly. I figure with all the inactivity, it’ll be good for him. ::weg::
Optimism is all about how you choose to look at things. His injuries could be a huge downer for us all, but by the choice to concentrate on what *good* has resulted? We’ll all be happier for it, I think.
Wonderful
It was wonderful seeing you again. As always, you are charming and full of life. I’m glad things are improving, and hope to touch base another time.
S.
I’m glad life is on an upswing. You deserve upswings.