you make me want to pick up a guitar / and celebrate the myriad ways that i love you

so happy right now. vile boy not so vile. perhaps it's good karma? in the airport on the way home, i bought this cute boy a muffin because timmy ho's didn't take debit. and alas, now i have arrived home and found out i have a boy myself to hang out with over the holidays.

oh, and the boy i bought the muffin for wasn't totally random, he was who i was sitting beside on the airplane. cute, slightly-gay boy going to school for bible study. not exactly hopelessly good looking smell-good boy, but he did the job. unfortunately, i sat infront of bearded stale-smoke-smelling-man, and behind spastic last-to-board-the-airplane man. anyhoo, after i got of the plane at my connecting airport, i went for a bit of a walk, and decided to go buy a sandwich at tim hortons. turns out plane-boy was in line right infront of me, and we chatted while we waited for our turn. turns out he had no cash, and they didn't take debit, so i bought the poor boy a chocolate chip muffin. just because he was slightly gay and going to school for bible study. who can turn down that? it's like a lost puppy. you just can't turn away.

and now, i'm sitting home enjoying the holidays, drinking chocolate martinis, and holding summer love's phone number, reveling in the pseudo-hug he gave me. the bastard better call me first.