Okay, so... we're trying out the friends thing. It seems to be working reasonably well- as well as can be expected, I guess. For all of you who are ready to jump down my throat and throttle me for being dumb, there is only one thing I can say: I'm doing what I think is best for this situation, and if you don't respect my decisions, and by extension my judgement, that's just too darn bad. You may turn out to be right, you may turn out to be wrong, but I'm doing the best I know how to do.

Anyway... So, he came up Friday night and today, and we hung out- watching movies, football, all the fun and sometimes idiotic things that friends do. there can't help but be a little tension, but it keeps things interesting, I guess. If I didn't want to kiss him so badly, I would probably be very content to leave it at this stage, because he really is a good friend.

I never really understood how people became so comfortable in a relationship, any relationship, that they could say anything, do anything, and that other person would just... roll with the punches. It's amazing, to say the least. I always find it incredible that my friends and I are as flexible as we are- don't hear from each other except for the occasional "Hello!" over AIM for 6-9 months, and then for the next 3, see ntohing but each other.

And in this way, it simply had me stunned that even though I'd been so mad at him and he knew it, we could work it out this quickly. Or at least, come up with a plan to work it out this quickly, and then want to spend as much time together as we have. He's driven 4 hours in 3 days to come see me for a total of maybe 10 or so, hang out with my parents, mush up my dogs, and help do housework.

It's something completely new- being able to just talk to someone about anything and everything, work stuff out without killing each other or never talking again, and just learn all new sets of skills that require open lines of communication. I love it. I think I know part of why people who have been married for years of have been seeing someone for years, go berzerk when they break up- starting over, anew. Starting over with someone who doesn't know your quirks, who can't be your foil for jokes on a second's notice, who doesn't realize the sensitive spots where a good rub is appreciated. I mean... Geez... It's like starting over when you've graduated. How do you do that??

So, I guess I've just realized how cool it is and why people seem to -need- their significant others- it's just nice being able to have someone who you can hang with.

And this being friends thing? Goddamn he's a good boy. Even me being my temptress self can't break the steel will, though I will admit I stopped after a while because I felt bad. haha But he has been a very honorable and "friendly" boy, and for that I must say I respect him more. Though I think it will take more time than I've given him, to really forgive what he did. He hurt me, and though he was sorry, I need some time as jsut friends, to learn from it and use it.

Note why I was -not- my temptress self today, heh

Anyway... Just an update, I'm sure I'll talk to you all later. G'ngiht and sweet dreams..

BTW... Johnathan Robillard is back in town. He's so nice! And... OMG. Matt? Next time, I've going to drag you to the goddamn party, because AHHH!!! SKETCHY GUYS ARE EVERYWHERE!!! We're talking 28 that looks like an alcoholic 35, trying his best to rub my leg, and I'm like... Yeah, I gotta go. ADIOS! OMG... ewwww!!