I've never been able to get comfortable at this table. Not completely anyway. I tried buying a new chair, but that didn't seem to help the situation. This should be a sign to me that I spend too much time in front of the computer. If I only jumped on for a half-hour each day to check my e-mail and post occassionaly, I doubt the problem would be as severe. However, as it stands [or sits] I'm moderately comfortable in Mike's oversized red chair, for the moment.

I'm still not sure about the overnight gig. I mean here I am at 2am while everyone else is sound asleep. I haven't been able to come up with any ideas for posts in the last couple days. I think I've been a bit frazzled, with Michelle coming so soon. She'll be here in 4 days. I can't wait.

I wanted to write a post about how I met her, but I didn't want to bore anyone. I suppose you guys can scroll down, or skim the paragraphs. Michelle and I sang in the a cappella group together. That's how I met her anyway. Though, at first, I never paid her much attention.

My biggest deterrent was the cross she wore on a silver chain that always hung over her modestly high-necked sweaters; and a best friend that fainted if you cursed and forgot to speak under your breath. I've never seen her in a tank top in public, and she wears pajamas to bed. I'm talking Samantha on "Bewitched", full blown, pants and blouse - 1960's pajamas. It's a cute kind of dorky.

Also she's taller than me - especially in heels. About 6 inches when she wore these giant black heels on Thursdays. (She drove to Detroit to work with autistic kids every Thursday, and always dressed in businesswoman type stuff) I hated that. I can't stand girls that are taller than me. But without the heels it's only a couple of inches and most of the time I don't notice anymore. She's my leggy brunette.

I found it all pretty off putting at first. I didn't think she was anything like me. I'd already used the a cappella group for it's number one asset [Michelle], so I stopped showing up. I always felt like an idiot with the other members anyway, because I was the only one who couldn't read sheet music. I learned all the songs by ear, the way I've always done it. It just doesn't work as well when you're the only one who's supposed to sing your part. Michelle quit too, eventually.

Slowly but surely, I was with her all the time. The more I hung out with her, the more I realized I liked having her around. Before you knew it, we were dating. Nobody said anything for the longest time. So when we decided we needed an official date, I gave Michael Dec. 15th. I know that now, because he put it on his iCalendar, for reasons I can't explain.

Of course, nothing perfect lasts forever, and I got it into my head that I should move to California. Being out here has made me realize how I feel about her. If anything makes the heart grow fonder, it's distance. Not because I'm lonely without her, but because she really made me happy.

I just read all that and I hate it. It's short and muddled, but that's all I've got. I'm gonna go lie down now. I need to get some sleep. Michelle can fill in the details later. Goodnight, anonymous friends.