Puppy came over on Friday night and held me. It was good. We didn’t really talk about the things that were bothering me, but being held was really good.

We got up and I spent hours making B’stilla. It was a crazy amount of effort but it was sooooooooo good. We went down to Santa Cruz and had a really great time together at the birthday party. We had a conversation so intense that I blush thinking about what I told him.

Spending time with him is really awesome. And now, I need to get some freakin sleep because I am exhausted. Partying is hard.