Supposed to be making the bed, but…

I can’t believe I forgot to tell you this!!! I got a wild hair the other day and decided to go Googling for all the Boys I’ve Loved Before… There was a boy I met at BSU at the Registration Weekend (we all had to go to Muncie for a night or two to be processed, but there was a lot of down time). The boy was remarkable because he was a) HOT HOT HOT and b) talking to ME. ME. Did you see Point A? Anyway, we saw each other once in a rare, rare while going to classes during my Freshman year and he was still A and B. Yeeees. There was even the Date Auction of Doom, where I bid the entire contents of my wallet (and this was freshman year, so my wallet wasn’t bare yet) for a date with Mr. HOT HOT HOT but was outbid by someone who was bidding the contents of her DAD’s wallet.

Gay.

Damn. It’s not like I’m looking for men anymore (I met Gene midway through sophomore year of college, remember), but it’s a bummer to think about how much time I spent crushing on this guy for basically no reason.

NOW I need to make the bed. GOOD NIGHT!