And everything’s okay.

I was nervous just how it was going to be with Melissa. Would it be weird? What would happen? I ultimately decided that it was going to happen however it was going to happen and I couldn’t plan how I was going to act.

I walked into Panera and all my female coworkers said hello to me. Made me feel loved. Clocking in, Melissa came over and kicked my butt. I immediately knew we were on good terms.

I’d say our interaction was subdued. Physically, I mean. Which is a good thing. We verbally sparred about as much as we usually do.

She told me that when she walked me outside to say goodbye, Christine and her boyfriend were watching us on a security camera. I couldn’t help but wonder if they saw me touching her ass.

I felt good, just because I figured everything would be okay. My fear was that, somehow, it would be difficult to work with her. But that hasn’t come to be.

We hugged before she left. And all at once, a wave of emotion hit me. I was left reflecting, “Yup, I still like her.” That feeling, that was the cause of so much Friday night. Of wanting to hold her and never let her go.

Such an exciting condundrum I have on my hands! I’m reminded of when I theorized to her that if we spent a ton of time together, we’d get bored of each other. Because part of the spark is .. is that we can’t jump each other’s bones? It’s a theory.

Erik and Ashley were supposed to have a “day” today. But, Ashley got bored fast, as Erik predicted, so they sought me out. They were waiting at Panera a while before my shift ended. They even left to do something, then came back. I’m flattered and loved.

Today is Cliff’s Epic Monday, so we sought out Liz yet again. She was sleeping when we raided her house. Her mom was outside twacking the woods. She went out on the roof to smoke, then took a shower. I’ve never enjoyed waiting so much in my life. She gave me some iced tea. I recognized it as superior powder quality.

When we finally left her house, we went to Stardust Diner. I never realized Flanders and Hackettstown were so close. If I had known I could take that route, getting to Carolyn would have been a lot easier in the past. I NOW KNOW EVEN MORE BACKROADS! Hell, I could get from here to Hackettstown without using 80 or 46 at all. I love New Jersey. Reminds me. Next time you’re eating anything made by M&M/Mars, look on the back. It’ll say Hackettstown, NJ. I kid you not.

We were on our way to take Ashley home when Liz was pulled over. She’d already been pulled over in the past week. Erik was pulled over for going 80 in a 40. (Cop let him off out of pity, in part because it was his parent’s insurance and not his.) And me? Friday night after leaving Melissa (‘s best friend’s boyfriend’s house), I was pulled over for going 40 in a 25. Thing is, I was speeding up because there was a large incline with a 40 sign up ahead. And I sincerely doubt I was going that fast. Cop let me go.

Liz got hit with two things, I believe. Her car’s inspection date is overdue. And um. It wasn’t her insurance, was it? No. Something else, but around 180 total. I offered her a loan from the Bank of Timmy. “I know where you live.”

We went back to Liz’s house and just stood outside. I knew I was openning tomorrow, but I just didn’t want to force the issue of leaving. I liked the moment of being a triad with them. Finally, Liz decided it was time for Erik to take me home. And that was that.

I reflected with Erik about speeding-related things. I typically go five over the limit, if I’m over at all. I only go ten over if I’m in a hurry. He knows where all the cops hide. Me? I don’t know jack shit. I just don’t know things like that. What is clear to me is that I can get away with speeding on all my favorite tiny roads.

Anyway, sleep. Well, as soon as I stop babbling to Carolyn about Melissa.