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Revolving Door of Love

A song. A dance. Yes. Here it is again: I *don't* update much anymore, do I?

I'm awful, awful, AWFUL.

My life is going so well that there's really nothing to bitch and/or moan about... I guess that shouldn't stop me from typing in the day-to-day stuff, the funny stuff, the sweet stuff. I guess it shouldn't, but somewhere along the line, I've stopped typing non-work typings and non-chatting with Matt typings and that would mean no d'land hupdatery.

My Matt came for his 3rd visit here... this past week. He's better than ever and I am honestly amazed at my luck. He's my sparkmatch boy and though I can't quite pin the reason I messaged him in the first place, him being so very far away, I have stopped trying to look for the reason and suffice it to say it was MEANT TO BE...

He taught me the first part of Gigantic a la the Pixies... I am no kind of good on the guitar yet, but I do want to learn. He's taught people before, so I know he's a good & patient teacher.

So he's all set to move here in a little under 3 weeks!! I'm SO GLAD... this past week was closer to what it will be like when he lives here than any of our other 2 weeks worth of days together... I had to work most of the time he was here, so he borrowed my car 2 days and went on a job interview and to the grocery store and to the art supply store on his own. He came to pick me up for lunch and then after work, of course. It's so nice to just feel so right with someone that you can trust them in your car (!!!)(big step for me!!!) in a big, traffic-mad city... that you can go to work and not worry that they are sitting at home snooping through your emails or wanking off to porn. Hehe... I know, I'm such a romantic... but seriously, I trust him completely and I can honest-to-Gosh say that he completes me. He is EVERYTHING I'd hoped for (but never thought I'd find) and MORE...so much more.

I brought him flowers, I had surprise balloons waiting for him when he arrived, I got us kites and bubbles, I warmed his towel in the dryer top secretly as he showered... I wrote him a secret message on the fridge in dry erase marker. I want to always surprise him with something new, something that makes him know how sweet he is...

He brought me a ceramic kitty, new strings for my 2 guitars... he bought us coloring books and crayons, he made us dinner 2 nights in a row, brought sneak cheetos on our picnic to surprise his fat little panda girl... AND he started making me a huge art deco pooh and piglet poster!

And for a goodbye, I made him an envelope full of cardstock mini-posters... I threw in a regular card that I'd had for him for awhile and a Chococat sticker... told him not to open it til he was on the plane...

I am SO IN LOVE.

SO IN LOVE.

And no one wants to hear about it... =) but there it is.

10:42 p.m. - April 29th, 2001 :: 10:42pm

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