15 September 2008

Reading: A Woman of No Importance by Oscar Wilde
Watching: One Piece (heheh)
Listening to: If It Kills Me - Jason Mraz

This is bad. It's Monday night and I haven't slept yet. I've been tossing and turning (as much as you can toss and turn in a short and narrow couch), trying different ends, flipping throw pillows over to get to the cool side and finally, just closing my eyes and trying not to think of anything, but nothing would work. I couldn't stop thinking about what happened this weekend on that same couch (the nice, sweet bits, not the almost smutty bits, mind you). I can't sleep.

I didn't think I liked this guy that much. It was probably even more of how horribly my work week ended than because of the guy, but I couldn't just go home that day without taking home some pleasant memory that would have offset the client services nightmare I had to go through. What I didn't figure at that time was that I did take the soon-to-be-pleasant-memory home with me literally.

Of course there was alcohol involved. I'm not the type that gets drunk to forget her troubles, and I certainly am not the type that would conspire to get someone drunk to make them forget their inhibitions. It was just a tiny spot of hastily-chilled beer and hours and hours of stories from our childhood, but I don't think I'd ever had so much fun in such a long time. When we arrived, he said he could only stay for fifteen minutes, one can of beer. We ended up talking until well into the night and then doing our best to try to fit two people in the couch without straining our necks and ankles in our sleep.

But now I can't sleep. I'm not... snug. I keep expecting his head nestled on my stomach, my feet tucked under his leg so they wouldn't slip off, his arm across my back, my fingers in his hair... EWWWWW!

The next time you meet me in person, please hit me on the head. I've become a total sap. Eww. An insomniac sap. Ewwwwww....

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