Hit to the head.

A kiss changes things. Being around her has gone from hard to harder. Yet, I enjoy it. It’s exciting. We’re being a little more stealthy. Well, trying to, at least.

It’s as it was with my first kiss. After I kiss a girl, I want to kiss her again.

After work two days ago, I immediately endeavoured to be social. Erik’s car and Cliff’s van were parked at Dan’s, but nobody was home. I figured they’d return to port eventually. Eventually.

(Yeah, they did. *twirls finger* I relaxed in Dan’s econoline van.)

We were almost about to play Strip Risk, but Ashley was being emotional. Oh well, maybe another day.

I gave Dan Grand Theft Auto III the other day. I swear, he enjoys killing negros WAY too much. Cliff was surprised I actually played through the missions. “People actually do that?” It’s comical to watch Dan because he doesn’t have the best coordination. Liz pointed out that she’s only seen Dan smile so wide is when he’s playing that game. Sad, but true.

The highlight of yesterday was when Dan wanted to visit a (shady) friend of his. Who just happened to be with some shadier friends. One kid was looking at the three of us in the back (Erik, Ashley, and I). He then looked at me and said, “I know this kid.” I’ve never seen him before in my life.

Now, let me just say that I’ve been known to lack common sense many times in my life. I’m quite naive at times. Apparently, I never learned that if somebody says “You want to get out of the car?”, you should stay in the car.

Next thing I knew, he grabbed my shirt/ball-necklaces, and tried to punch me. Unfortunately, he was too drunk/high to seriously injure me. Or, would that be fortunately. I reflexively moved my head back and kicked him. His friends pulled him back.

Ashley had already locked Erik’s door. I know Erik would have hurt him badly.

Liz was being a tough cookie.

And Dan? He wasn’t aware of what was happening. *smacks forehead*

We got out of there, and pulled over somewhere else so Liz could calm down. Dan felt bad because it was partially his fault. But, in usual Dan fashion, he kept saying the wrong thing. Actually, it wasn’t that he was saying anything wrong, it was my opinion that he should have just kept his mouth shut. A simple apology would have sufficed. I went out to find Liz, and it was my judgement that all she needed was a hug, not trite apologies. Maybe Dan will learn, someday.

After we dropped off Ashley, we dropped by Cliff’s to kill more negros. I was tired and dozed off on Liz’s ass. When they finally quit around two AM, we vacated Cliff’s and went to Dan’s to crash. Got up around 8:45, drove back to my parent’s condo, brushed my teeth, showered, shaved, and went to Panera at ten.

Melissa has been talking about finish off a bottle of.. of something. I’ve made myself available, sure. It’s just hard to get a time and location for those sort of things. *shrugs* I’m patient. Besides, I’m kind of tired right now. If I went out tonight, I’d have to be up around 6:40 tomorrow. Well, we’ll see.

While she was counting her till prior to going home, I whispered into her ear, I want to kiss you so bad. *giggles* Well, I do.