Wednesday, September 18, 2002
So yeah. I really like this guy. I know it's not the most interesting thing to read but... yeah.
The first time I ever went to Country Kitchen, I was introduced to two guys that I was a little curious about. I only talked to one of them. That guy and some girl were pretty much the only two I talked to that night. I wasn't exactly "with it" so I don't remember either of their names but... oh well. The guy got my number and said he would call sometime. The next night I went back again with two of my other friends. They had a big ol' discussion and anytime I tried to say anything I was cut off. So the other guy from the previous night started talking to me. We didn't talk a whole lot but I remembered his name, J. Then I got everyone to go out and play hack in the parking lot. [Yes, I mean hackey sack, damn loser punk kids right? fuck off] I must have gotten a bit of an energy rush cause all the sudden I was running and jumping and going crazy. Talking my head off. Crazy. Well, it's pretty normal now but... not then. So I started to like this guy...the oh so elusive J. So I would walk from table to table talking to different people but mostly I would hang around his table. Good times, good time.
Anyway, I usually can only go to Kitchen on the weekends cause I have a mon-fri 8-5 job that I have to be responsible for so I didn't see him a lot. But everytime I saw him, I liked him a little bit more.
A couple of weeks later, my friend P and I decided that we needed to have a B-movie night. Where we would get some terrible awful horror movies and die laughing. Well, we decided to have it at J and M's place. It was ok with them so... yeah. It was on a Thursday night and I worked the next day but only for the morning (special occasion type-thing) so I decided I only needed to be coherant for a little bit before I could go home and sleep anyway. Somehow, I became the one in charge of the whole thing. Which was news to me, cause I wasn't exactly in the right mind frame for 4 hours. Cause after I got off work and I went to my sisters place and yeah...wasn't sober. Somehow I had to pick the movies...I made M pick two (Super Troopers & Orange County) and I picked out the only true B-movie we got (Session 9).
So M and I went to the house and started watching Super Troopers cause everyone else had just watched it the previous weekend and no one was done with work yet. J got there a little after 10 and Pelot called around 10:45 ish I think. J was almost sober so I went with him to go into town and show them how to get to his house. We talked the whole way and it was good. I sat in Kitchen with P and my/her friend DM while J did a beer run. Then we all went back to the house and watched the extra stuff from Super Troopers. When that ended Orange County went in. I got beer spilt on my shirt so J gave me one of his and washed mine. Then everyone but me was hungry (I would die if I ate cause I had so much muchie food earlier, so very very much. bleck) But somehow, I don't know how, M and J decided that I should make the mac and cheese. I've never made mac and cheese in my life (spoiled rotten I know). But they pretty much made it, I just had to be in the kitchen while they were cooking it, stir it three times, and dump in the cheese. They would not let me go sit down and watch the movie, so I was on the floor in the kitchen a couple of times and sat on the counter the rest. I was a little tipsy by then. So they all ate the delicious mac and cheese and I tried not to gag from it. Golly if I had eaten like they were trying to get me too, wow. Yuck
So then Orange County was over and we put in Session 9. What a dumb movie. I didn't even laugh, I fell asleep. Of course I had been up since 7 that morning but still, I would have anyway. I swear, everytime I woke up it was in the same spot. It was totally retarded. Anyway, after that P and DM left and I really wanted to pass out. So I stole J's bed. Then he came to claim his half. Really my intentions were just to sleep, but I only got 2 hours of sleep that night so...yeah.
Now, we act like we're a couple, and we both really like each other but...nothing official has been said so...flkasfj asd;lkfj asdlk. I'm frusterated. And I'm not a normal person who could just ask "well, what's going on with us?" I have to be stupid and shy and it sucks.
It's great tho, remember the beginning of my story when I talked to that one guy all night? Well, he came into Kitchen the other day (after the movie night) and waved hi at me, and J put his arm around me! I laughed.
The first time I ever went to Country Kitchen, I was introduced to two guys that I was a little curious about. I only talked to one of them. That guy and some girl were pretty much the only two I talked to that night. I wasn't exactly "with it" so I don't remember either of their names but... oh well. The guy got my number and said he would call sometime. The next night I went back again with two of my other friends. They had a big ol' discussion and anytime I tried to say anything I was cut off. So the other guy from the previous night started talking to me. We didn't talk a whole lot but I remembered his name, J. Then I got everyone to go out and play hack in the parking lot. [Yes, I mean hackey sack, damn loser punk kids right? fuck off] I must have gotten a bit of an energy rush cause all the sudden I was running and jumping and going crazy. Talking my head off. Crazy. Well, it's pretty normal now but... not then. So I started to like this guy...the oh so elusive J. So I would walk from table to table talking to different people but mostly I would hang around his table. Good times, good time.
Anyway, I usually can only go to Kitchen on the weekends cause I have a mon-fri 8-5 job that I have to be responsible for so I didn't see him a lot. But everytime I saw him, I liked him a little bit more.
A couple of weeks later, my friend P and I decided that we needed to have a B-movie night. Where we would get some terrible awful horror movies and die laughing. Well, we decided to have it at J and M's place. It was ok with them so... yeah. It was on a Thursday night and I worked the next day but only for the morning (special occasion type-thing) so I decided I only needed to be coherant for a little bit before I could go home and sleep anyway. Somehow, I became the one in charge of the whole thing. Which was news to me, cause I wasn't exactly in the right mind frame for 4 hours. Cause after I got off work and I went to my sisters place and yeah...wasn't sober. Somehow I had to pick the movies...I made M pick two (Super Troopers & Orange County) and I picked out the only true B-movie we got (Session 9).
So M and I went to the house and started watching Super Troopers cause everyone else had just watched it the previous weekend and no one was done with work yet. J got there a little after 10 and Pelot called around 10:45 ish I think. J was almost sober so I went with him to go into town and show them how to get to his house. We talked the whole way and it was good. I sat in Kitchen with P and my/her friend DM while J did a beer run. Then we all went back to the house and watched the extra stuff from Super Troopers. When that ended Orange County went in. I got beer spilt on my shirt so J gave me one of his and washed mine. Then everyone but me was hungry (I would die if I ate cause I had so much muchie food earlier, so very very much. bleck) But somehow, I don't know how, M and J decided that I should make the mac and cheese. I've never made mac and cheese in my life (spoiled rotten I know). But they pretty much made it, I just had to be in the kitchen while they were cooking it, stir it three times, and dump in the cheese. They would not let me go sit down and watch the movie, so I was on the floor in the kitchen a couple of times and sat on the counter the rest. I was a little tipsy by then. So they all ate the delicious mac and cheese and I tried not to gag from it. Golly if I had eaten like they were trying to get me too, wow. Yuck
So then Orange County was over and we put in Session 9. What a dumb movie. I didn't even laugh, I fell asleep. Of course I had been up since 7 that morning but still, I would have anyway. I swear, everytime I woke up it was in the same spot. It was totally retarded. Anyway, after that P and DM left and I really wanted to pass out. So I stole J's bed. Then he came to claim his half. Really my intentions were just to sleep, but I only got 2 hours of sleep that night so...yeah.
Now, we act like we're a couple, and we both really like each other but...nothing official has been said so...flkasfj asd;lkfj asdlk. I'm frusterated. And I'm not a normal person who could just ask "well, what's going on with us?" I have to be stupid and shy and it sucks.
It's great tho, remember the beginning of my story when I talked to that one guy all night? Well, he came into Kitchen the other day (after the movie night) and waved hi at me, and J put his arm around me! I laughed.
