Time for an xcorex update. I know I should have tons of quotes, conisdering it's been a while..but for some reason, my mind is utterly blank. Whatever, I'm not here to entertain you. And I know you're all dying to know what that FUCKED UP picture is, and I assure you I will explain....in time.

Well I had an interesting weekend. So I might as well give you the DL on all that happened. Again, a long post, fairly be warned be thee says I.....yarr.

Friday: School as usual, and work as usual. Afterwards I headed over to Jocey's for awesome drunk Addy-Jocey fun. We dyed our hair to start out the evening. Because we're idiots, we decided we didn't need to use gloves. We're far too xcorex for that, plus HMSK doesn't roll that way. Sadly enough, my hands are still a little pink as I'm typing this. It was worth it, considering Jocelyn and I were hot, matching bitches.

We headed ova' to Short Stop to get some delicious food, got cranberry Gingerale and fat free pringles (yes, because we're like that), and headed back, intent on getting fucked in half drunk. We poured drinks, Jocey called PJ, and we drank while talking to Phil and watching Dragonball GT. Wierd thing was, I just couldn't put the alcohol away that night for some reason. I had one drink that I nursed so hard the entire time, but Jocey pounded them back like a champ. She got pretty drunk while I took some pictures and wrote alot on her door. After she was done talking to PJ we took a hell of a lot of pics, then I decided I should skidaddle because she had to work early.

I love walking home semi-drunk at midnight.

Chad gave me a call when I got home, and he had been drinking too. Kinda funny considering he was slurring his words so badly and rambled and made NO SENSE. Oh well, it was good stuff anyway. I soon fell asleep in my clothes for some reason....

Saturday: Work, boring. It was my last day working with J...so that was something.

I made my way to K-town, met up with Chad, and we walked back to his place. We hung out with Darcy and watched TV, talked about wrestling, ate pasta, so on and so on. Darcy went out to the bar and Chad and I got to spend some nice quality time together, which is awesome because like I said, I see him once a week. Chad told me that he wanted to give me my xmas presents early. I couldn't say no because he's so adorable and can't wait to give me presents. He got me 2 pairs of cute little undies. One was brown and camo, the other was black with a pink belt-thingy. Both fit really well, looked hot on me, and were super awesome and comfy. I've never actually had a guy give me underwear before, it ruled. We fell asleep later on, something really stupid happened. I won't go into detail because I'd rather just forget about it. Let's just say, I'm glad I was there, and I hope I never ever see Chad like that again.

Sunday: We headed up to Tilsonburg for the wrestling show. Darcy's match was first. Pretty entertaining I must say, Darcy is pretty funny even when he's beating the shit out of someone. He managed to knee drop Paul in the nuts at least 5 times, hilairity. Although I honestly know nothing about wrestling, I could seriously tell that the team Darcy was working really wasn't that good. I was a little worried about Darcy, which is wierd considering what Chad was about to got through.

Chad's match was next. There was this deal where Chad's opponent ran in and took out Darcy and his tag partner, so on and so on. It was pretty cool, because I actually recognized Warhed's entrance music when he walked down to the ring, I felt like a super fan. The entire match went pretty well. Even though it's the third time I've seen Chad wrestle, I'm still amazed every time at the things he can do. So at the end, Manhattyn (Warhed's opponent) pulled out the "present" that Warhed has brought, which turned out to be a fucking barbed wire whip. Needless to say, Warhed got the fuck whipped out of him, all over his back, chest, arms, ribs, everywhere. I was a little scared to be honest, but like I've said before...I trust Chad, he knows his limits. So there's the explaination for the picture up there. That's Chad's back after the match. Fucked? Let's go with HELL YES. Think that's cool? Come to his match on January 1st in Cambridge, I guarantee it'll be one of the most fucking insane things you've ever seen. I have tickets for sale, so come talk to me if you want to go.

During the next match, one of the refs told me to go back and see Chad in the back, so he could tell me he was ok. We spent the rest of the time at the show just hanging out in the back, talking to the wrestlers, man it was so so fun.

We got dropped off later on at Chad's xmas work party, but unfortunately it was already over when we got there. I didn't mind too much, I didn't even care about walking, but Chad seemed pretty pissed off. I wish I could've made him feel better, but I guess sometimes it's just better to let people deal with things on their own.

We headed back home after and showered, hung out, watched TV, fun fun. We had our last little intimate time (which got rid of Chad's headache and bitterness, fuck yeah), and fell asleep.

So that brings us to today. I took the bus home as I always do, went to school, and now I'm back here. I have to be honest about something. This morning when I was about to get on the bus, I nearly broke out into tears. I realized this morning that it's nearly been 2 months since me and Chad started dating, and I guess I'm falling back into "long-term relationship Addy". I'm so used to being in long relationships, I was having a lot of trouble being single, being alone all during the summer and fall. I felt like I was never going to meet anyone who wanted to be with me. That I might as well give up and just stop trying to meet nice guys, because they would never exist to me as more than friends. When I met Chad, I knew something was going to come out of it, but I just wasn't sure exactly what. Now that it's been a while, I know that this is going to last for quite some time, I know this is going to work.

So why did I almost cry this morning? Well, I guess it's just because I wish that I could be with Chad the way most people get to be with their boyfriend or girlfriend. I wish I could be able to call him sometime during the week and say "hey, do you want to come over and watch a movie?" or "hey there's a show downtown, wanna check it out?" or even "hey do you feel like going out for something to eat?". It's like, everything we do has to be planned, and I wish it didn't have to be that way. People bitch and complain about their boyfriends and girlfriends all the time, but they don't realize how lucky they are to have someone so close to them. I love Chad with all my heart, and I'm willing to do pretty much anything to see him and spend time with him, I'm just trying to adjust to the long-distance thing still. I want to be able to take him for granted...as bad as that sounds, I mean it in a good way. I want to be able to KNOW that I'll see him soon.

On the good side, I was thinking today while daydreaming (like I always do in class) about how great this summer and next year are going to be. This summer I'm planning on trying to find a job in Kitchener, just for the summer, and maybe moving in with Chad. It would only be for a couple of months because I have to go back to school next year for one semester, but still, I can't even imagine how amazing it would be to have basically our own place (with Darcy and all, but I love Darcy too). It would just be so nice to be able to actually come home to someone, and have them be wanting to see you, it just seems so great. I know it's a far away thing to think of, but that's how confident I am in this relationship right now.

As for right now...I'm going to go eat..and then have some cake. Awesome.

The Stars Are All Falling Down My Way
~Addy
- posted by Eddie @ 3:49 PM