Suggest management sick, not skirt

9 hours.  I spent 9 hours with HIM yesterday.  NINE HOURS.  Who does that unless they are going to Junior Prom in Utah and have to suffer through a 'day-date' before the dance?  I'll tell you who does that: married people and couples.  We are neither.

I had high hopes for those 9 hrs. yesterday.  I thought, "something has to happen".  Well something DID happen.  I discovered that I can spend 9 hrs with HIM and not want to stab my eyes out with a blunt object, so thats good.  We had a good time.  At least I think WE had a good time because I know I did.

But as I lay down in my bed the disappointment came rushing over me, cascading down my back, little rivulets streaming between my toes until I was in a puddle of my own disappointment.  Its like Bridget's friends Shaz says to her, "there's been all this talk.  But has he ever actually stuck his #&^^@&&% tongue down your *#&@&%# throat"?  No.  Which is were the disappointment comes in.  How much longer do I have to wait?  I'm getting restless.  This crumbs thing just isn't working anymore.  

There is no way HIM is leaving for Christmas break without divulging something...anything.  I cannot wait another 3 weeks trying to figure HIM out.  Not going to do it.  

Why doesn't he just kiss my face and get it over with?