Note to self:
Do not even considered friends-with-benefits with a guy that is eight years older than you that has broken up with his girlfriend the day after you found out about the girlfriend existing and who probably only did it to have a guilt free screw and who uses chat speak in text more than you ever will in your life and is boring with a bit on assine and cannot understand that "Oh baby oh baby shiver me timbers" is about as sarcastic as it gets in a text message.
Thank you brain for saving me from one big fucking mistake.
Thank you brain for not having me be that easy.
Thank you exam tomorrow.
Thank you Sammy for needing me.
Thank you work person for calling me confused about who was coming in for me tonight.
Thank you cold fucking bench seat.
Thank you arm that remembered a cross arm block that proved I still know my self-defense and prevented a leaf from ending up in a body crevice of mine.
Thank you "this dude is a creeper" alert system.

I am retarded sometimes. Thank you world for being my safety net.

Peace.
~Lo

Oh and as far as Sammy she actually cried in my arms for like a minute for the first time. While I was sad about her grandfather dying I was also rejoicing that she trusts me enough to be openly emotional with me like that. It was a small blessing. After that I just spouted a steady stream of making her laugh and babbling about weaving for a while. We talked about poop and the world was awesomely perfect. Then Guy called and it was awesomely perfect. I love my friendicles.