So Edgar's obsessed with me....
My post: Can someone tell the kiddies on Super Sweet Sixteen that Ed Hardy did not exist in the 80s and thus makes their 80's themed party quite lame.
him: the question is why r u watching super sweet 16?
me: Edgar, I was flipping through the channels on my lunch break and I was blinded by the sight of neon-day-glow colors and douchiness..I had to stop and look.
him: well then i cant blame you then can i?
I suppose keeping a journal of my musings every time he comments on my superficial babble is obsessive in itself, right?
(sigh sigh sigh)
I just wish I knew what his hang-ups were...what is tinkering away in his brain...why he seeks me out only to ignore me for days, weeks, months at a time...I don't know what this stinging sweetness is I feel for him...it makes me forget I have a boyfriend...it makes me wish I wasn't at work...all I want is for him, for me, for us to be different...to indulge and give in...to always be happy together...quite simply, to just be together.
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