Been a while

I haven't had the need to write here as much. I always think this is a good thing, in that I am usually depressed when I feel like writing. So things haven't been as terrible.

I definitely have some catching up to do, but I just wanted to remember this conversation I had with The DJ.

We were having lunch, celebrating the news that I finally got a job. And out of the blue he says, 'I don't know what my problem is.'

I ask him what he means, and he just repeats himself. Again, I wonder what the hell he is talking about.

He says, 'I have this list of things I want in a girl, and you fit every one perfectly. You're cute as hell, you're funny, you're sweet, you're adventurous in the sack. I don't know what my problem is.'

I tell him I don't know what to say. He continues 'I've had an amazing time with you the past few days. It would be stupid not to give it another go with you, but I know in a month I would just freak out again.'

At this point I say that I don't want to talk about it anymore.