Sooo back to Diaryland! I can't have a blog that doesn't allow me to fully customize my pages. I like things like my stat counter, my backgrounds, and my chance to practice building websites.
When I got out of the shower today, I hopped back into bed where a warm Kirsten happened to be sleeping. She tells me, "I love when my boyfriend hops into bed naked!" *screeching brakes* I must have made a funny face or something, because she recoiled with, "Is it ok if I call you that?"
I mean, we're already clear on the fact that I'm moving to China in about 5 weeks. I must be a masochist to think that I need to be involved with someone right now. But meh, 'tis better to have loved and lost and what-not. So yeah, she can call me that. I have a girlfriend! It will be short-lived and I'll be bummed about it in 5 weeks. But being bummed about something is a lot better than regretting something!
I'm so ridiculously comfortable with Kirsten.. I can be 100% myself, and she only seems to get MORE interested in me. Meanwhile, almost every little story or detail that I learn about her just makes me think, "Wow, yeah, ok!" There are no skeletons in her closet yet that either a) I don't have in my closet, b) I think are really hilarious, or c) I have no strong opinion about one way or the other.
She wanted to know my "number" ... 8. She's #9. Her number is 2. I'm #3. I think she was slightly put-off by that. I just said, "Heey, I'm 24!" Let's see if her number is 8 in 4 years. (She's only 20. Turning 21 on May 27.)
So anyway, I didn't really think much about the morning conversation until I got to work and checked my facebook. I have this message on there telling me that I have a "relationship request." This request caught me 10 times more off-guard than the boyfriend conversation this morning! I just didn't see it coming.
Of course, I want her to be my girlfriend! She's beautiful, she's smart, she's funny, and she's laid back. Those just happen to be the four things I look for in someone. Yeah, I'm moving away in a month, but I know I would regret not making a move in this limited amount of time I have.
My only reservation (besides the whole moving-across-the-world thing) is that she just got out of a long, serious relationship with this dude. I met him before - he was as interesting as a sheet of paper. Actually, less interesting! You can at least read a sheet of paper. He came across as a slight douche bag. But she dated him for a very long time. That just makes me think she's rebounding right now... maybe just finding somebody to keep her self-esteem up while she loses the zero (and gets with a hero! haha).
I just looked up "douche" on google to see if I spelled it right. It led me to a hilarious wikipedia article on slang uses for "douche". Awesome! :)
Anyway, the whole "she's just out of a relationship" thing is HER baggage, NOT mine. That's something I'm willing to let her deal with - and if she wants to facebook-invite me into a relationship, that is A-OK! If she feels ready, then so be it! She's ready! I'm not going to complain, shit, I'm getting a chance to date a girl I've had a crush on for a year! You won't hear me complaining! :)
And a future diary entry prediction: "Why oh why did I think it was a good idea to get involved with this bitch? Now I'm sad and I'm moving across the world! Woe is me! Etc. etc!" :)
Yesterday when I got to work, I had a card from Faye, the director of the Outdoor Adventure Club. It was a thank you card for all the times I helped her out with her website. I even went snowshoeing with her! Anyway, the card is adorable! "Thank you so much for your help, you are fantastic, I was happy to get to know you" etc. Crawling out of the woodwork, girls are!
And in other news ... life is good. I met with the Deans Council this morning to discuss my video editing project. Soon, I'm heading to the Math Department to explain to this Ph.D. (Phucking Dickhole must be what it stands for...) that he will NOT be involved in any way with the new website because a) I don't need him, b) he bitches too much, and c) he only wants to be involved now that all the work is DONE. I think he just wants his name on the website because he saw that it's fucking beautiful and he wants to bask in the shadow of my glory. (I love when I publish a new site! I'm the designer, the writer, the editor, the coder, and the publisher all in one!)
Did you know "douche" was initially a derogatory term for lesbians in the 60's but is now only targeted at men? I love wikipedia.