Childish Plans

"My ideal date is: outside, in a box, with an umbrealla when it's raining"

I can't help but grin big. How many guys would agree to such a silly idea? Silly but cute. I claimed that we'd have to do that, when he visits.

"Box, rain, umbrella, what's missing?"
"us!"

"hahaah, are you coooool enough to drink through a swirly straw?"
"swirly straws rule!"
"Yes! *highfive*"
"-poke-"

We'd be drinking through swirly staws. He'd be drinking coke, I'd be drinking chocolate milk. If it was raining, we'd have un umbrella. We would be sleeping in my backyard, in a box. Watching the stars.

"If we actually do that, we totally have to take a picture!"
"yes! Lots!"
"yes!"

I can't believe this. A box.. in a box. He actually agreed. Hahahhahah-- My god.. He's perfect. <3

"<3"
"you're so insane. But it's awesome"
"hahah. I'm glad"
"hah, yes"
"*hugs*"
"-poke-"
"*cry* you never hug me back!"
"I do too!"
"nuh uh! you poke me!"
"yah-huh"
"nuh uh!"
"same thing!"
"no! Poking is with a finger, hug is with arms! big difference!"
"no difference!"
"difference! *sulks*"
"indifferent!"
"lol. But uuuuuu doooon't...."
"fine, -hugs back-"
"yaaaaay! <3 *glomp"

I love this. The perfect conversation.. hahah. Makes me super happy. He's so cool. The cool of cool. The awesome of awesomeific. So when he visits me from Canada, he's going to sleep in a box outside with me! Yay!

"I can't believe you mean it.."
"why wouldn't I?"
"you'd sleep in a box.. with me? *gasp* Because it's weird and un-manly? (*cracks up*)"
".....'un-manly'? haha! lol, and I live for weird!"
"good!"

Okay. It's official. When he comes here, first of all, I'm gonna glomp him. Second, I'll prove him not to be ugly. Third, I'll see if he can prove me pretty, as he says he will. Fourth, I'll drag him home with me. Fifth, I'll show him all around. Sixth, we'll hang in my room. Seventh, we'll talk and laugh and go out to do something. Eighth, eat dinner. Ninth, do something else, who knows, anything. Tenth, sleep outside in a box. Yay! My life is complete!