TV's are evil, but damn if I'm not hooked on Will & Grace and Dharma & Greg. I mean, I'm not hooked on them like I was Melrose Place, where I made sure I was at home watching, or taping them, but I'm hooked like, if it's on, I'm watching. Sorry to those on AIM when it happens.

I'm still sniffly sick, and my head pounded at work, but I'm feeling good. Like a down to the earth, home grown good. It's not a flying high on crack rock good, but a concrete sure thing good. I talked to Dustin for over an over, not including text messages, (a bad game of 20 questions), and it was nice. It's like, we connect in a solid way, over a manic sure to fizzle out way. It makes me smile when he calls. Like when he called while I was in my photoshoot. It made me smile when he said he would come out from Dekalb to see me this week. I totally want to go out to see him, but it's nice to know he's volunteerily willing to come to me.

He cuts his hair, randomly, spontaneously, and I think that's great. Reminds me of when I used to, or when I would randomly color it. When I said 'life is too short for negativity' he said it blew his mind because he was thinking the same exact thing.

It's also nice, the feeling that we're wading on an ocean of thoughts. There is so much more for us to learn, and I can't wait to learn it. I'm excited to think about how long it may take me. That our lives can be spread out.

I guess it coincides with a theory I had once. How I wanted to meet someone with a lifetime behind them, so that when we met, we'd not only have our lifetime together, but we'd have so much to share.

I'm not going to jump to any conclusions and say this is romantic, because that's a high let down to fall from, but I would like to say he's new. Someone fresh and new to know and get to know. I feel like I'm getting little glimpses into a world unknownst to me. It's a journey I'm fully prepared to take.