Wow, it's gone by so fast

One month.  Yep.  He brought it up first.  Not me.  One month since this crazy ride began.  And we've spent almost every day together since then.  Neither he nor I are complaining about that.  It's been good.  A bit off now and then, but still good, wait ... great actually.  His exact words were,

"What day is it today?"
"The fifth."
"I just realized that it's been one month since I came over for Kids In The Hall, and then sex.  It's been a good 30 days.  Here's to another 30 days."

We were at the local Waffle House getting our grub on, after a nap and wake-up sex (which my roommate heard and then QUICKLY exited so I could get "louder".  Ooops.).  I told him that I would plan my cig breaks at work when I saw him stroll by (well, before 4am at least).  Or even go out again even though I just came back in from one.  Just so we could flirt a little more that day.  Hey, he started flirting with me first!  I think that was about 2 weeks before the Christmas party.  I had no idea WHAT was in store for us.  Pretty sure he didn't either.  I remember our exchange the day before the party.  It was definitely obvious that he was into me.  It started with a compliment about my hair, which was just cut.  Then he said,

"I hope they got my RSVP to the Christmas Party tomorrow.  Are you going?"
"EEHHH, nah, I don't think so."
"Lame.  You should go.  It'll be fun.  I'm just going to show up even if they didn't get it."
"Still not sure.  We'll see."
"LAME!"  

He said to me, laughing.  We parted; I went to the kitchen to get some water.  He came in to the kitchen "to get a coke from the vending machine."  Yeah, right.  He just wanted to see me again.  Kicked the machine because it was supposedly down.  Eye-rolls allowed.  Go ahead, I did it too.  Eventually I broke down and went.  But he didn't know I was going until he saw me there.  When I saw his female friend with him, I think my face fell and my heart almost stuttered.  It wasn't until later that I found out that she was married, to someone else obvi.  I caught him looking at my tits a couple of times.  THAT made me feel better.  Cause then I knew for sure that he wanted me.  At least for sex.  The rest is ... the blog.  Documented carefully and deconstructing everything that goes on.  Hope you enjoy.  I hear good things from all of my friends out there.

Today was a good day.  (Almost) Every time we went out for a smoke, we got to be alone.   Which we so enjoy because then we can kiss and stand really close, close enough for our breaths to mingle.  Oh, he also wants me to meet his family that is coming up for his birthday next month.  I said,

"Are you sure you want to make that step now?  Meeting the family?"
"Yeah, I'm pretty sure.  I'll show you the crazy family and it'll deflect attention off of me."

That wasn't supposed to sound like he was being a dick.  Because, yeah, it was a little bit.  But I don't think that was his intention.  More like hiding behind the dick-ness for what he really has intended.   I just laughed it off.  We are way too similar for me to NOT understand what is going through his mind a lot of the times.  There are times, yes.  But overall, I get him and I think he gets me.