Thanks for your kind words about my horrible and sad drawing, guys. One good thing, which I think I forgot to mention in my last post, is that the professor allows us to redo each project once and resubmit it. So, I redid it this week and hopefully now will get, like, a C. As opposed to the F– that I suspect the original would have scored.

Also, I got a new bike! I went to a pawn shop for this one as well. I think I pretty much got the best Rebound Bike possible. The old one was a black kids’ Huffy with a “Good Vibrations” sticker down each side. The new one is a navy Huffy with a “Savannah Cruisin’ ” sticker. Good follow-up, eh?

I had a crazy last week and weekend, homework and job-wise. Unbelievably, we are in the fourth week of classes now, and each term is only ten weeks long. This has really been the hardest term for me as of yet, workload-wise, but is also speeding by wildly, so…yay.

Over the weekend, E and I celebrated our seven-month anniversary by going out for a huge dinner and then seeing Children of Men, which we both liked but not as much as we anticipated. I mean, I had read one review literally calling it “the movie of the millenium,” so I have to admit that my expectations were perhaps unattainably high. Without giving away key parts of it, I will say that we both were wanting it to be more sci-fi/explanatory and less war/action/battle sequences than it was. The scenery looked amazing though, like the last half of The Pianist or something.

It was a nice night out together, Saturday was, but THEN, last night, things got sort of hairy. E got off work and stopped by around 8, and we had this huge downer debriefing about his crappy workday, and then he was upset because whenever he complains about work, I get all critical about the way he handles things, and then I was upset because he is so miserable in his managerial position and always talks about getting a job or internship in which he can actually use his history degree, but never actually makes a move to do so, and blah blah.

I mean, we really never fight, and even this was not a fight in that there were no raised voices at all (we are both meek little mice). It sounds odd, but I’m glad to finally have a disagreement because I had been starting to think that we were in an unnaturally placid relationship.

HOWEVER, at the end of the conversation, oh my god. I told him that it was nice to see him, if even for just a few minutes, and I was sorry to kick him out, but that I had to do some homework. And he got all tense and suddenly said that he didn’t know exactly what our relationship is, because he’s not sure how much I feel for him, and he was really looking forward to seeing me but I always seemed sort of meh about spending time with him. And I was shocked and said, basically, “Are you really wanting to talk about THIS BIG HUGE THING now? I can’t talk about all this right now; I have homework; so we will see each other tomorrow night.” And he was fine with that and left, and everything was amiable.

Now, see this post, in which I said that the word love hadn’t been used yet, and maybe this is Rules-y of me, but I am DAMN SURE not going to be the first one to say it. So if he is confused about my feelings for him, well, I could say the same thing.

I guess tonight he is going to come over and tell me that his biological clock is TICKING LIKE THIS, and where are we going? But hello! I am the old one. I should get to use that line.

I think I will. Movie lines always break the ice, yes?