Weird Stuff.

I think that, for once, I said yes.

Kind of.

But he never really asked, it just kind of happened once we established that we're both going a little crazy.

Umm. His name's Danny, and he's eighteen. I've known him since I was six and he was eight. We used to be the closest thing to best friends that a girl of six can have.

One of my friends doesn't trust him, and advised me to 'stay away from drinking much, because if I was used and abused, he'd have to haul ass to Oklahoma to kill someone'.

But you know, we'll see, I guess. I can't be safe/sorry forever.

Also, he's adorable and funny and sweet.
And I used to have a huge crush on him, but it really didn't seem likely.

I almost can't wait to get back from San Antonio now, just because of him. This is some strange stuff.

Okay. That's him and his sister. She just had a baby - a girl - and it's middle name is Danielle, after Danny. I swear, I've never seen anyone be so excited about something like that; he's through the roof. :)

I have good and bad feelings, but you know what, I'm going to try and ride this one out until the end. He's a sweetheart.