Sunday, December 2, 2007

The shower I took after the last entry did help with my headache. Michael came over again, and we finished off season of Doctor Who, then went to bed. It was really hot in my room, so Michael went downstairs, saying he might be back up after watching some Buffy. He watched one episode then fell asleep on the couch. I slept pretty well.

When I got up this morning things were still going well. Mike got up shortly after me, and we started season 2 of Doctor Who. Just as the 2nd episode was ending, my stomach, which hasn't much bothered me for nearly 2 weeks, all but imploded. I was in pain. Mark went to the store for me. Mike continued watching Who, which was fine with me. Eventually Mike left to get some stuff done at home. I called into work. My stomach started feeling better, but not good enough for me to go out; and I couldn't bear the thought of standing all night.

I worked on sorting some of my fan art collection, and finding more; a never ending cycle. Later I talked to Mike online, and told him I was sorry if I was bitchy earlier (cause I was), and said that if he could put up with my bitchy moments, and continuous stomach problems that I'd love to call him my boyfriend. He said that sounded cool, as long as I could put up with him not being perfect, and him crying in my room sometimes. So we made it official. Boyfriends.

Mark wanted pizza and I needed to eat. Mike wanted to come back over. And I wanted more tape so I could put up more pictures in my room. Mike offered to get the tape as he lives very near to Staples, and they were closing soon. After he picked it up, and got ready to come over, Mark left to go to the bank and pick up the food, which I ordered as Mark left.

Michael arrived before Mark, and it was all I could do to NOT fuck him on the spot. I did play a little. Roar. When Mark arrived we ate the food (which I didnt' think was that good) and watched the next 2 episodes of Doctor Who ("Rise of the Cybermen" / "The Age of Steel"). It was nice. But my stomach was still upset, and I was trying to ignore that and have a good time. Mark and Michael helped with that.

After Who, Mark headed to his room, and Mike and I chatted, randomly. I wandered upstairs and thought to update my blog. I went down to check on Michael but he seemed to have fallen asleep on the couch. I must have woken him up when I came back upstairs because he soon followed and is on the bed behind me at this very moment.

Hopefully my stomach starts feeling better pronto. I really enjoyed the last two weeks. It was almost like I was just a normal guy. ;-0)

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