Plagued by Butterflies

I don’t understand how dramatic changes can happen so very close together.

I have met Nate. He have given me a new love for cheesy pick up lines.

I knew playing video games would pay off eventually. Because I killed him in Mortal Kombat. Fifteen times or so in a row. Then, he killed me in Halo about fifteen HUNDRED times. So you know it evens out. Gimme a break. I’ve never played Halo before.

I don’t know if it’s because he’s lonely. I don’t know it’s because maybe I am.

But this never happens to me. I usually just push everyone away. And cheesy pick up lines make me physically ill. Usually. He told me I was the girl in his dreams. That I was beautiful. I’m not saying no one has ever told me this. But it’s the only time I believed it. I believe him. He won’t lie to me.

The fact that he imitates Napoleon Dynomite all the time should be annoying. But instead is endearing.

I didn’t think I’d ever meet someone with my sense of humor. Who still thinks like a kid. Besides. I’m a sucker for blue eyes.

He asked me if he could be a stripper/street walker. I said. Well sure. That would be dandy. I just wouldn’t talk to you anymore. And I don’t think you’d really get it unless you met him. Cause he’s funny that way.

Cheesey line #55: I’ve always wanted to date an exotic woman.

That one gave me butterflies and made me laugh. Which is why I couldn’t sleep. That was Friday night AND Saturday morning.

Then Saturday afternoon came around and ruined my life just a little bit. Someone jacked my atm card. And now I have no money. At all. It’s all gone. Nothing for gas. Insurance. Phone. NOTHING. I cried harder than I thought I would. It’s just money after all. But it was mine. I made phone calls to cancel my card. I called the police. Then I cried some more. Then my boss called me from her Nazi phone to ask why I was not at work. I stated the above to her. I went to work sleepy and upset. Tired even. Strung out. Then I couldn’t stop smiling. Couldn’t stop thinking about my cop in training. I didn’t tell you that yet. He’s going into the force.

I don’t want this to be wrong. I want to be careful. Not to break his heart. Or mine. Or. I feel like I’m walking in&;a field of mines. I don’t want to have to question it. It’s only been approximately 24-45 hours. And I call him. And I ask him to tell me I’m not dreaming. I’m not. You’re not he says. I didn’t think this was possible to have such a connection. Don’t these things usually take time?

When we were playing Mortal Kombat, he was trying to swoon me. I was killing him and I asked him. It’s hard to sweet talk someone while your ass is being kicked isn’t it.

He’s never met a girl like me. Who hates pink. And loves shoot em up games. And who will message your temple if you have a hang over as long as you promise not to drink like that again. Because you’re with me now.

You are too good to be true he says. You don’t drink or smoke or shoot crack into you veins. I’ve been looking for you he says. I almost didn’t come over.

I’m glad he did.