Letters And Sodas

As you've probably noticed, my posting has been getting pretty fucking sporadic lately. I've been posting almost daily for a while, but lately I really haven't been writing as often as I wish I did lately. But there is a totally valid reason for this shit.

I think I might have a sorta-maybe-possibly-boyfriend. HIGH FIVE!
No, really, I have a boyfriend (Possibly). We met at work, we talked a little bit, he came back to my place, yadda yadda yadda, and we've spent the last three nights cuddling up in bed. Hells yeah. A couple things I know thus far:

• He loves Futurama and Arrested Development.
• He drinks Pabst Blue Ribbon and Dr. Pepper.
• He's very protective of me. For reals, if you give me 'tude, he will drop you.
• He likes getting his back massaged.
• He looks like Jason Statham. No, really. EXACTLY LIKE HIM.
• He grew up on a farm, and he totally rocks the "sexy cowboy" look.
• When he wakes up in the morning, he makes these weird, sexy growling noises.

Which means at night, I get to fall asleep next to a big, sexy, growley Jason Statham. Hopefully now, you can sort of see why I've been neglecting my posting duties. My bad!
UPDATE - Yeah, so as it turns out, it looks like we're sorta-maybe-possibly-just-friends. Well, it happens. Shut it down.