Yesterday was largely a day spent with H.
We played pool, he made me pasta, we watched Harold And Kumar Go To White Castle. Then we both went to work and after I went back to his. We watched Spaced, went to bed, he played piano and we talked about art and went to sleep.
He makes me smile. But I know not to get too involved after last time. I should talk to him.
Had to leave him sleepy and go to work today. Work was okay, but I know I'd rather have stayed sleeping in his bed.
Right, I need to do this flaming essay. It's due for 12.
Oh I wish he was here. So pretty.