This is how you make something to compare the present to

I've gone to stephanie's today. It took a little work, and it was deffinately worth it. I took a shower and kept having to open the door and peek my head out to see if anyone had left; My head would pop out and be yelling something in the nude, dripping. "Kylee's still here right?!" Stuff like that, you know how a big family works. You don't get a response unless you're heard, and the only way to be heard is to be loud. I ended up getting a ride with my mom, by somehow conversing with kylee and convincing her to pick up my little brothers on her way to drop off Jeff in wherever-he-lives. On the ride over my mom talked about designing rooms in the house, trying to sound smart by using words like hues and paint strokes, but I knew, as i always do, when she is talking about something she doesn't really know much about. She interupts herself to mumble something incoherent before she can finish the sentence with the word she misused. I still got there the same, and shortly after Stepho's mom came back.

It was nice to help stephanie out. I like doing things for that queen, as long as she appreciates it, and i know she does. I don't think i got in her way any, but that's only because she never told i was; and I like to think I didn't, so i didn't. We cleaned out her closet pretty fast to find that there really is a floor and walls in that thing. Amazing. Most of the contents were dirty close, which became a barricade trapping us inside the closet like a boulder fall over a cave entrance. Okay, maybe that was a little exaggerated, but just a little. It only kept us inside, well... Okay, we kept each other inside for a little teasing, all in good fun. She looked radiant today; It could have been the lighting. It was more so her striped shirt and sexy mini skirt that attracted me; but i could never say that her spunk and energy, as well as her eyes and how they look at me, don't contribute, because they are the biggest reason, no doubt. She's just gorgeous, no matter what time of day, wake or sleep. Enough of that... I'm too...uhhh...tired to talk about that anymore. We talked and joked for awhile, and what a relief it is not to have to be so courteous or accompdating to guests. It lets me feel okay holding her and being close to her without guilt or having to feign an interested look. I don't think that should be any sort of a problem, but it is regardless of my consideration. I started to get tired and became introspective, but stephanie brought me at least part way back to myself in a short time. I'd like to come over and just chill more often; i hope it's on her wishlist as well.

I'm back home and it's nearing 12 A.M. on a school night so i'd be crazy not to get off her soon for sleep. I'd've <-- i love that country slang. "I'd've been an idiot to bring up country slang at the end of a blog entry, but irregardless I did." hehe, anyways, it's time for sleep. I need a good tomorrow to end a good weekend.