Went to Brighton for just one night with my boy. It was so lovely. We took the bus there which was quick and cheap, had a few beers, went for dinner, walked down by the seafront in the sun and had amazing fresh donuts, through the arcade on the pier (he looked like a child on Christmas, while I was less amused by it), had a beer in the sun, really great dinner later and then we passed out. Ha, we were so exhausted we fell asleep before 12, then straight back to London to work at four.
Work was good yesterday. Except for the manager giving me a bit of a stir, I was so close to have a go at him. I had a few double Jamieson, an absolutely hilarious customer gave me a beer. It was slow. Talby had about 18 double Bundy and Coke, fuck he was smashed, kissing me in front of customers and all. Good fun though. We went home to my place, watched some funny videos online and ate popcorn and had beers.
I've been hanging out with him for almost two weeks straight now and am still not sick of him. It is weird. Usually, I think that more than three hours with one person is plenty. But with him, no. We just have so much fun all the time. It's crazy when you think about it.
Today was my day off. Did laundry and did grocery shopping, catched up on Grey's Anatomy... oh I miss my boy so much! Just wanna go down to the bar and give him a huge hug, but I'd better not, have work in the office tomorrow at nine. Ugh, it is gonna be so boring. We're gonna meet up for lunch though, but then he works at night... ah, miss him so much! Told my mum about him today, she asked if he's coming with me to Sweden in June. I haven't asked him and I won't. It's way too early for that. Perhaps next time. He won't be like Mike though if I do ask him, I know that, which is nice. I am trying to take it slow, but it is hard when I don't want to and he doesn't seem to want to either.
Ah, I like being smittened and crazy about someone.
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