I've had a pretty eventful few weeks lately. I called up the cake factory I worked at last Monday and they told me that the downturn will last two more months, two months more than my savings will last. so I applied for unemployment aid again. I'm not too happy about that, not working blows and you can't do much on 50 a week other than pay bills and go job hunting, but it's better than nothing at all.

I got over my recent bout of tonsillitis around Wednesday and wound up spending the night at my hipster friend's place on Saturday. It had been close to two weeks since I last spent time with my him and apparently he had missed me quite a bit. We wound up watching Predator because he had two copies of the director's cut box set (He has great taste in movies) and that Kony 2012 crap had me jonesing for Carl Weathers films. We went to bed after the film and, before we could fall asleep, his drunk lesbian mother called him to say some pretty embarrassing things. Well, embarrassing for him. It was kind of cute/funny watching him trying to play it cool/apologizing about the situation.

Unable to sleep after the call, we wound up chatting about a few things, most of which I can't repeat on here in great detail due to the TOS. Turns out he thinks I'm "beautiful, but dress terribly." which was odd considering he owns a Rhianna hoody, several Lady Gaga shirts and more accessories than I can count, some of which have a Twilight brand on them. I mean, I dress American Casual 90% of the time, it's not like I dress like a hobo. Maybe I should have taken my friend K's advice when I described him to him and just "KILL HIM!" with "FIRE!"...? Then again, arson is a hell of a lot of work and, if I followed through, I probably wouldn't be able to watch movies with him anymore.

I woke up before him the next day and wound up waking him up the "Nice" way by kissing and gently blowing on the nape of his neck. We then watched the Jerry Springer musical, had toast and went to the bus station to part ways. We didn't have much to chat about on the walk there, but he gave me a pretty big hug when my bus arrived and asked me to let him know when I got home.

I think he might be getting attached to me, which isn't exactly a bad thing, but it is odd. Our relationship is essentially that of "good friends" if ya know what I mean. It's pretty much the only kind of relationship I've ever had with another guy excluding the LDRs of my teenage days. Actually dating someone would be new for me, and rather unknown.

Yoji~