Today, the only thing that got me through my day without dieing of boredom was Sarah's calm, yet alarmed movements in gym, perfectly timing my exits from classes (don't ask), and Brian Winger's tie.
I woke up yesterday morning to the sound of someone taking their jacket off. From beneath my blankets, I slowly came to the realization that it was Jacob M. Fox. He curled up next to me and I slept there for another hour or so before I became conscious enough to hold my eyelids open.
We proceded to go to church, make a fantastic lunch, eat it on my bed, bake brownies, and have a messy brawl over the spatula. The next thing I knew, I woke up to Jacob tucking me in and kissing me before he left. I'd fallen asleep again from all the excitement.
He wears me out.
So does creative writing. It's fun, but my juices are drained.
posted by M.Jazz @ 5:58 PM
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