Interlude

Ok, so he read my entire blog. And this is what he says:

H: it's all good, I feel better about myself since I've read this
CW98: why is that?
H: I didn't realize I had such a profound effect on you
CW98: great. now you have the upper hand...
H: and it's fun to see how you cover up personal defining details

At least he likes my writing!

Not freaking fair either. I don't know how he feels about me. The only thing that leads me to believe that he's thought about an 'us' is that he used the word 'future' yesterday during our conversation. But I don't know if he wants to marry me, date me (I know he wants to make sweet loving by the fire), have my children (wait, wouldn't I be the one having our children?), let me raise his son as if he was our child... I don't know what he thought about the peck (you'll find out about that one in tomorrow's post), why he didn't kiss me like I wanted him to; I dont know if he wanted to kiss me or not, whether or not he thought I looked pretty (although he said the pictures I took didn't make me justice *blush*)... I know nothing. Not fair.

Then again, I'm not the stupid one giving away blog URLs to people I have crushes on.

Bed. Sleep. Now.