Our House

So this weekend has been very good, Adam and I spent the weekend together at his Aunts house who was out of town. Very good times.

We went out both nights, but everyone went to Static on Friday and we didn’t want to, and then Saturday no one showed up, so we went and got porn. Good times.

Not much though really went on this weekend.

So I got home today, and walked in the front door, there is now a HUDE whole where a wall used to be, it’s very odd.

I’m off to find a new domain name. I’m transfering registers this Oct, and it’s now one-fourth the cost of what I’m paying now, so I figured I’d get a second domain, cause that’d be cool. I’m thinking magica-magica.com, org, net, whatever, they’re all open.

If you have any other suggestions, e-mail me, or leave comments, eh!

SQL and such.

So not much has really been going on lately.

Like I said yesterday I’ve been very busy. Today’s my mom’s b-day and I won’t see her, I left her a card this morning though, so hopefully she’ll get it.

Lala, I’ve been very bussy. This weekend will be good cause I’m staying with Adam at someone else’s house. So we’ll have our own house for the weekend.

Speaking of having our own house. I’m looking for apartments, and roommates, so if you’re thinking about perhaps an apartment for this fall in Ames/Huxely. E-mail me.

Blah, not much has been going on, plans for July 4th weekend are good to go, we’re leaving here about 5pm Wed night and we’ll be back sometime either July 6th or 7th. Good times. But there will be no sex.

I’ve been working on a new design for a MySQL database for here at work all week, it’s getting to be really big, I’m going to have to enter it into Visio on Monday, or if I can find something, a Linux alt perhaps.

Night all.

After thoughts.

I wanted to stay to night, I didn’t want to leave at 9:30, the night had consisted of hanging out and just doing what we did every other night. You really couldn’t tell that it was our six months. You really couldn’t. I wanted to stay later that night and just sit on his pourch and talk, or lay in his bed and cuddle. That’s what I wanted to do after 9:30.

As he walked away, I said “You know I can stay tell 11, you’re just throwing me out.”

He said, “Is that how you feel?”

I said, “No, Love you.” But I lied. I felt like he was throwing me out, I thought he should want me to stay, I felt that he should want to hang out some more, did he not see that I wanted to stay. Did he not understand?

Oh well, I guess that’s what I get for 6 months. He really needs to look around and realize what’s in his presence more, I wanted to stay.

6 Months and Counting

So tonight marks the six months. Yes, six months ago, on Dec 17th, a Monday night, Adam and I drove home together, pissed at each other, becuase of what two other people had told us about each other, we talked about it on the way home, and how we felt about each other. As we talked, we realized what had happened that night at the GLRC, we realized that we had been lied too by two of our close friends.

We realized what we really meant to each other, and that we wanted to be back together again, again after so long apart. Again. That night we drove home, talking, we got to his house, but we weren’t done talking, so we drove to a dead end, sat there and watched the neighbors christmas tree spin around, and we talked. We talked about how we felt, we talked about what we wanted, we talked about that damn spinning christmas tree.

That night, at about 9:30 PM, he asked me, “Would you be my Boyfriend?” I, of course, said yes.

From that night to this night we have been together, this monday night, we didn’t go to the GLRC where it started that Monday night, this Monday night, we went on our first real date. 6 months after it started, we went to the stereotypical supper and a movie date. We sat at the table talking about how our day was, talking about what we’ve been up to, and what we like. Talking about random things. We ate a nice supper, we saw a nice movie. We drove back to his house and as he drove down the street he took that turn that we took 6 months ago, not to go to his house, but to go to that dead end. We stopped there in the same place we were 6 months ago, when it was cold and snowy out, when people had Christmas lights and Christmas trees up. When the windows would fog over with the slightest breath. We stopped there and talked, 6 months it’s been, 6 months ago we sat here, in this same spot, talking. Today we sat there and talked about how great the last 6 months have been. 6 months ago he wrote in the fog on my window, “He’s taken.” Today he wrote on his windows. “He’s still taken.” We kissed and then drove back to his house, we sat outside in the cool June air, and talked about things, just random things.

We talked and then we said goodbye, it was 9:30, 6 months ago, at that time, we had made it official. And today, we’re as happy as we were then. To 6 months and many many more years, I love you Adam.