Female Companion.

The assimilation of Liz into our social clique is a rather curious phenomenon. When you’re hanging out with somebody’s girlfriend, doesn’t the connecting person need to be there?

Probably, but I think we’ve moved beyond her simply being Dan’s girlfriend. As Erik and I told her last night, she’s a part of us now, and she’s stuck with us. *laughs* For fun, we went to Cupid’s Treasures last night. Erik said she faired far better than Dan. I forget whether I was with them when Dan went to one of those places. Erik said he turned bright red and couldn’t stop giggling. Liz had far more poise.

Tonight, I believe we’re going to have her watch some Carlin.

Liz asked yesterday about the volume of my paychecks. I had to say that I don’t know what a lot of money is, in part because I don’t have any bills. I don’t know what a “large” paycheck is. I have no basis for comparison. I pointed out that I would have more in the bank if they weren’t nickle and diming me to death. Liz assumed I was referring to the Bank of Timmy, but I just meant how it costs a bit to keep eating out constantly. I think we’re finally going to start making food again, starting with tonight. Tacos and Carlin. Sounds good to me.

Ashley works in a flower shop. I don’t think I’ve mentioned that before. She was bringing home a whole bunch of almost-dead flowers last night. ..Because they were almost dead. Kind of like how we bring home day-old pastries at Panera. (Even though we’re not supposed to.) Ashley gave me a pink rose, and a bunch of already-plucked pink petals. I left a trail of rose petals out of Erik’s car, and later out of Liz’s car.

Later in the evening, around the time we were at the After, I said, “This rose could have made somebody very happy.” I was feeling morbid, watching the rose petals slowly fall away due to my MANHEAT. Liz pointed out, “It’s making you happy.” ..Or did Ashley say that. Doesn’t matter. I smiled and felt better.

Liz couldn’t help but pass by Dan’s house, wondering when/if he’d be back. He was to have spent yesterday hanging out with another (female) friend of his I’ve never met. I knocked on the door, but nobody but the dogs answered. We throw tiny rocks at his window. And then Liz decided she wanted to climb a tree. Erik wanted no part of it, but I couldn’t help but give her a hand. (Or two, as she needed a stepping stone to get up to the first branch.) Come to think of it, she probably should have taken off her trenchcoat before climbing.

One way or another, we’re very involved in their relationship. (Dan and Liz’s, that is.) Dan needs the help. As I told Liz, he’s afraid of intimacy, due to all the shitty relationships in the past. I believe he’s like most males where the only real avenue for expression will be via a female. Hi, Liz. *smirks* We told her that we weren’t putting any pressure on her; it’s simply that we think she’s good for him and we want to see the relationship grow. And stuff.

I think once Dan finally lets Liz in, once he finally opens up, once he finally learns how to express himself; once he finally lets go with Liz, he’ll be one step closer to letting go in general. At least, that’s my theory.

I had another dream last night that I was driving stick, probably in Liz’s car. Second night in a row, what is up with that? I don’t recall any other dreams. The night before, I had a dream Dan was offering me a variety box of Entenmann’s donuts. The thing is, that very night, Dan had BOUGHT a box of donuts like that! *makes Twilight Zone noise*

I feel incredibly relaxed, but there’s some things I have to do tonight. I was supposed to have posted DateATimmy yesterday. I’ll get to that eventually. Liz expressed interest in the mix gave Ashley, so I’ll see about giving her something. And most impending, my Dad wants to get a screen door. After bolting so fast yesterday, I figure I should cede a little. I told Liz to get me before 8 PM, so we could visit Erik before Panera closes. It only occurred to me this morning that ShopRite also closes early on Sunday. But, that’s okay, I can get food-related products before we’re social tonight.

Oh, another funny. Erik said my GM was looking at the wrong schedule and thought I was supposed to have been in yesterday. “If Tim’s not in, I’m going to fire him!” Or something like that. Excuse the cockiness, but he’ll have a hard time firing me. He’ll be a complete loss for openners and people who are willing to deal with being called in and staying late if he fired me. *smirks* He knows I really don’t want to open. Then again, who does? …Actually, what I like about openning is that it goes really fast. I get in my nine hours, and it’ll only be 2 PM! Keeps me on a nice sleeping schedule, too.

The eggs I made this morning had too much butter in them. My egg skillz are slipping.