yellowducky's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Bonfire The bonfire was great! We all took our Christmas trees up into the mountains and burned them. I had tried earlier in the week to find a recycling place for mine, but after being lost for three hours, watching it burn seemed much more satisfying (mapquest people should be shot). Actually, my tree was the only one that didn't burn so well. It seemed to be soaked in fire retardant. Which is good considering how many nights I forgot to turn off the lights. We roasted marshmallows and made Dutch oven cobbler and flirted and had a marshmallow war. My aim is terrible. "Salsa Boy" and I had our typical converstation on the pro's and con's of kissing. The drive home was torturous. I had to go to the bathroom so bad, and I was in a truck with just guys. Men, you just don't understand. We were going over washboard roads and "Salsa Boy" kept reminding me that each bump created pressure on my bladder. As if he had to remind me. Yes, guys, I could have gone in the woods, but I had enough of squatting in Europe, thank you very much. Then, when we finally hit the highway and could have gone fast, "B" was so tired he kept slowing down to 55 and I would have to threaten him to make him speed up. We stopped at the very first place with a public restroom. I made them drop me off at the front door and then park. Monday night I got my first lesson in Salsa dancing. It was very enjoyable. Afterwards, "Salsa Boy" creamed me at ping pong and then played me some songs on the piano. He ended by singing one he had written and composed himself. Okay, I was keeping my emotions in check this whole time--through the close holds of salsa dancing, and the piano playing....but the moment he starting singing! No, no, no. He's just a friend. I don't need this added complication of being attracted to him, of all people. Must kill this emotion now. Especially as he is roomates with one of my friends I am considering developing a deeper relationship with. He's tempting me--he's evil (not really :). I won't fall for him because it won't go anywhere. 10:02 a.m. - January 15, 2003 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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