Me: "Wow Chad, you're...you're really sexy."
Chad: "Well...now I'm sexy...AND NAKED!" *rips off boxers*
(Chad is the funniest thing ever when he first wakes up)

Something strange...

Today was a pretty good, yet interesting day. I decided this morning that I was going to give a big "FUCK YOU" to my classes, considering it's the last day of the semester, and I just fucking loathe my courses. Mme Gelinas can shove it, twice. So I stayed home, and spend the last day of my Chaddy binge with Chad.

We headed out for some brunch (not quite breakfast, not quite lunch, but it comes with a slice of cantaloupe at the end) at Eggcetera, where I got a crepe just COVERED with english clotted cream. Sweet...sassy....molassy....it took just about all my willpower to finish the fucking thing, and there was still a huge pile of cream left on the plate. It was so awfully bad for me, but so delicious. We headed ova' to Lens Mill, got some minor items, and walked back hurr.

Here's the something strange I mentioned before. We got back here at around 1, and Chad was planning on taking the bus home at 3:25, so we had about 2 hours to kill. This is what sucks about the semi-long distance part. Whenever we spend time together, if we're not doing something and having a great time, it feels like time wasted, since we only get to see each other so much. So here I am, racking my brains trying to come up with something for us to do in these last few hours. Normally...it would boil down to this. If we can't think of anything....we have sex. It's a good alternative, plus...it's fun.

Chad just told me to come lay down beside him, and we'd think of something. Holy fuck, I laid down, and for some reason we both just fell fast asleep. And we slept for like...2 hours. I woke up, and was like "holy shit"...I just had no idea how or why that happened.

It just occurred to me right now that it's a good thing. It means that we're comfortable around each other, in the best way possible. We don't need to try to find something to do all the time, because we know that there's always going to be a next time we can hang out. It means that we're comfortable with what we have going, there's no worries of us breaking up anytime in the near future. Comfortable. Secure. Stable. I like this feeling.

Now....time to be a real loser and watch Dr. Phil while I make some clothes. NO MORE SCHOOL BITCHESSS!

I'm the one without a soul
I'm the one with this big fucking hole!
~Addy
- posted by Eddie @ 4:40 PM