Yes Jason, I love you still.

Just know that dating someone who's acutely paranoid makes for an interesting experience.  I sat outside yesterday evening to read while it was light out & fairly warm but didn't take my cell phone out with me.  When I went back inside, I didn't think to check & see if anyone had called, so it was almost 11 o'clock before I noticed my b/f had called.  I hemmed & hawed about calling since I was afraid he'd gone to bed, but knowing him as I do, I decided safest thing was to go ahead & call.  Indeed, paranoia had set in & he was afraid I no longer cared about him & wanted to be left alone & hadn't mentioned him on here in a few days and should he go ahead & call me back or would that be pushing and what if I didn't want to be with him anymore....  Bless his heart.  Yeah, I'm gonna get rid of someone who brings me flowers because I'm sick and Nyquil even though I didn't ask for any.  'Course, I'm convinced he bought that 'cause he's addicted to the stuff, but that's neither here nor there.  As Jessica Rabbit quipped, "He makes me laugh."

Since no one came to my place this weekend, I went out to the mall on Friday night & participated in the Magic tournament.  Fairly good showing for that place, 21 of us.  I tried my hardest, but I didn't achieve my goal.  I wanted so desperately to be #21 in the ranking,  but I screwed up & ranked #19.  Oh well, at least I have a goal.

I went to Cristie's Saturday.  We made good use of her front porch to sit & talk.  Like most other Americans, we were screwed up by the time change at 2am since we were still awake, but I was falling fast.  We didn't get around to eating Sunday till almost 4.  The palsy struck as we got back from eating 'cause Penelope Pitstop hit the gas instead of the brake & almost slammed into her grandfather's car.  Heaven help her when she gets put in the home.