Thursday, January 15, 2009
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
All right all you kittens and cats...
I've decided. There needs to be a new blog. This blog - it just isn't me anymore. And who knows, I might come back to it one day. But it isn't who I am. I'm not looking anymore and I'm terribly happy and that should make for bad blogging. But I think I'm funny and I'm going to make a new blog. I am. So once I get the deets - everyone will know. But until then, consider this my last post.
I've learned a lot about myself in the past year that I've had this blog. I've learned the things that I will and won't compromise on. I've met some shitty people, I've met some pretty awesome people and it's been one hell of a ride. I'm kind of glad it's over now
I've learned a lot about myself in the past year that I've had this blog. I've learned the things that I will and won't compromise on. I've met some shitty people, I've met some pretty awesome people and it's been one hell of a ride. I'm kind of glad it's over now
Thursday, January 8, 2009
My aunt on Achilles
"He is really nice and has a sense of humor. You light up when you are with him :)"
And I see it now. I do light up when I'm with him. I like him so much. I'm gross relationship girl and I don't care and I'm totalling falling into this relationship and loving every second of it.
Tonight he threatened to bite my fingers off. I whined and said that I liked them and needed them. "I will kiss them all instead," he told me. I glowed, I think.
My parents like him (including my dad. Who doesn't like ANYONE) and my brothers like him and my aunt does too. And me? Well you know how things are with me.
And I see it now. I do light up when I'm with him. I like him so much. I'm gross relationship girl and I don't care and I'm totalling falling into this relationship and loving every second of it.
Tonight he threatened to bite my fingers off. I whined and said that I liked them and needed them. "I will kiss them all instead," he told me. I glowed, I think.
My parents like him (including my dad. Who doesn't like ANYONE) and my brothers like him and my aunt does too. And me? Well you know how things are with me.
Sunday, January 4, 2009
Saturday, January 3, 2009
Totally giddy!
Achilles is back! He is! Actually, he came back on Monday night and I didn't see him until Wednesday night. While he was away, he told me he got me a few things. You see, I have this thing about lip products. I love them. Like, I LOVE them. I need to have lip balm or something around me at all times. I do. It's a problem. Achilles thinks it's hysterical when I can't function without it. So he bought me all sorts of lip products. I told him he was an enabler and he just laughed at me. I'm glad he knows the way to my heart - through moisturized lips.
Darcy's family always has a NYE party that's good fun, so he came over there. He finally met my brother J, which was really important to me. Achilles didn't know how much of a test that is, but it really says a lot about him. I knew that he would be great with J, but there's always a moment of doubt. I've dated guys that treated J like a moron or like he's 2 and he's not. He's 20 and very much an adult. But J seemed to like him and wanted to hang out with Achilles, so that's great. (J, by the way, is my brother. He's autistic and he means a lot to me. He's kind of high functioning - but he's a spaz sometmies. I love him dearly...and sometimes just want him to go away).
But since Achilles was at Darcy's...it meant that I had someone to kiss at midnight. Is that lame? You know it! It was great to have him there, regardless of how lame it is that it mattered. I felt it was a good way to start 2009.
Thursday night I slept over at Achilles place. We watched the Venture Brothers and had some pizza and snuggled and it was just fabulous to be back with him. He kept on telling me how much he missed me - how much he missed me smelling good and snuggling with him and being sweet to him and how much he just OUT AND OUT LIKES ME. WHICH IS LIKE A LOT. And I like him a lot. A lot a lot. It's scary how much I like him.
He came over this afternoon to just hang out (my parents are out of town) and do some laundry. That's right, I lured him over with Lego Batman and laundry. It worked. Also, I made him french toast and he really liked it. Or he faked liking it to make me feel good. We played some lego batman (he was Robin) and just...we just were. Then he told me that I'm his favorite bitch on this continent. Oh, I so win.
Today he brought up me meeting some of his friends - and I told him that of course I wanted to meet them. He's been hesistant, but not because of who I am, but because of who his friends are. I would get into more detail and even though I write under a pen-name - I'm not going to say why he thinks I can't handle his friends. It's not like they are in a gang or go around murdering people - but I'm just not. It's Achilles thing and I'm okay with that. I just want to meet his friends so they know that I'm a good person and that I care for him deeply.
I've been wondering a lot what I should do with this blog. I feel like I want to keep on writing here, but at the same time, I don't want Achilles to find it. I don't think he will, because even though I talk about blogging (as in "oh, I blogged today about Quagmire") he never asks to read it or see the address or anything. But I don't want to keep on playing with fire. So do I move somewhere else and just be honest and up front with things between Achilles and I? Or do I just stop blogging all together? I really don't know what to do and I'm not sure how to handle it. I'm still thinking though.
Darcy's family always has a NYE party that's good fun, so he came over there. He finally met my brother J, which was really important to me. Achilles didn't know how much of a test that is, but it really says a lot about him. I knew that he would be great with J, but there's always a moment of doubt. I've dated guys that treated J like a moron or like he's 2 and he's not. He's 20 and very much an adult. But J seemed to like him and wanted to hang out with Achilles, so that's great. (J, by the way, is my brother. He's autistic and he means a lot to me. He's kind of high functioning - but he's a spaz sometmies. I love him dearly...and sometimes just want him to go away).
But since Achilles was at Darcy's...it meant that I had someone to kiss at midnight. Is that lame? You know it! It was great to have him there, regardless of how lame it is that it mattered. I felt it was a good way to start 2009.
Thursday night I slept over at Achilles place. We watched the Venture Brothers and had some pizza and snuggled and it was just fabulous to be back with him. He kept on telling me how much he missed me - how much he missed me smelling good and snuggling with him and being sweet to him and how much he just OUT AND OUT LIKES ME. WHICH IS LIKE A LOT. And I like him a lot. A lot a lot. It's scary how much I like him.
He came over this afternoon to just hang out (my parents are out of town) and do some laundry. That's right, I lured him over with Lego Batman and laundry. It worked. Also, I made him french toast and he really liked it. Or he faked liking it to make me feel good. We played some lego batman (he was Robin) and just...we just were. Then he told me that I'm his favorite bitch on this continent. Oh, I so win.
Today he brought up me meeting some of his friends - and I told him that of course I wanted to meet them. He's been hesistant, but not because of who I am, but because of who his friends are. I would get into more detail and even though I write under a pen-name - I'm not going to say why he thinks I can't handle his friends. It's not like they are in a gang or go around murdering people - but I'm just not. It's Achilles thing and I'm okay with that. I just want to meet his friends so they know that I'm a good person and that I care for him deeply.
I've been wondering a lot what I should do with this blog. I feel like I want to keep on writing here, but at the same time, I don't want Achilles to find it. I don't think he will, because even though I talk about blogging (as in "oh, I blogged today about Quagmire") he never asks to read it or see the address or anything. But I don't want to keep on playing with fire. So do I move somewhere else and just be honest and up front with things between Achilles and I? Or do I just stop blogging all together? I really don't know what to do and I'm not sure how to handle it. I'm still thinking though.
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