After a few weeks of obsessive blog reading and general interest in his music, I caved and made a few random comments on Brandon Kelly's blog...he's the lead singer of the Lawrence Arms, Edgar's favorite band...I felt a little weird doing it, but Brandon brings up a lot of good and interesting points and I couldn't keep my mouth shut any longer...apparently his wife is 9 months pregnant and ready to pop any second...he let his readership know that he would be naming his baby girl after us...I laughed and threw my hat into the ring and suggested he name her after me...I think I have a pretty nice name, not too weird...not too common...it's a little antiquated, but you can definitely grown into it...I like it.
I decided to let Edgar know of my scheme...mostly because I was a little drunk from Cinco de Mayo and feeling lonely.
me: I finally had to comment on Brandon Kelly's blog and suggest he name his kid after me. I have as good a change as anyone else. lol
10 hours later....
Edgar: If it happens, I will be so jealous.
God, I want him....I want him now...I want him to call me on Saturday night...I want him to say he wants to see me again...all I can do is relive over and over seeing those words flash across my phone: "I wanna see you." I want him to desire me like that again...to finally have things fall into place and I can whisper back, "No problem. Meet me in 10."
Ugghhhhhhh....I want him so fucking bad, it's driving me nuts.
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