Text Messages from Michael Make Me Merry

mood: merp?
music: Indigo Girls, GBS, Barenaked Ladies, Rufus Wainwright...
random word: Darling

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I talked to Skot tonight. He's that certain boy I know. I feel really weird. I haven't heard his voice in nearly two years. And we just had a nice, friendly fifteen minute conversation. He was walking through Cambridge with his co-worker friends, so he was a little distracted, and I called him right as he was about to get on the subway, so it was a hassle actually getting connected with him. All in all, it was just kinda weird. I know that it's an overused word and is not really right to describe it all, but I can't come up with any others. He was really excited to hear from an old friend, thought it was great that I'm taking Italian, had gotten mixed up and thought that Vermont was where I lived year-round. He said that we must see each other.
Problems: I leave June 30th and don't return until mid-August; his lease runs out August 1. He also works five days a week from 2:00 until 10:00, traveling the state asking people to give money to the non-profit he works for so that they can do everything they can to battle the Mormon moron, Gov. Mitt Romney. (He said that if Southborough ever comes up, he's assigning himself to it and knocking on my door to beg for a donation.) If I go in to the city late at night, I have no way of getting back. As far as weekends go, this Saturday is my mother's and my birthday, and Sunday is Father's Day. (Side note: shouldn't it be "Fathers' Day"?) Friday, his friend's girlfriend is throwing a costume party, to which I am welcome. Now, I love a good old-fashioned awkward as much as the rest of you, (okay maybe not as much as some of y'all) but there's only so much I can handle.
So, I don't really know what to do, think, say, decide. I'll let it simmer for a while, see what I'm up for, see when my family wants me around, talk to Skot and figure things out. (Also, thank you Windows Media Player for selecting "How Did We Get from Saying 'I Love You' " at this very moment.)
Enough of that.
In other news, I watched a Cirque du Soleil show on Bravo today. Wow. Them people's crazy! I have also gotten myself slightly hooked on LOGO movies, the Janice Dickinson Modeling Agency, and la Copa Mondial on the Spanish channel. I know, I know... reeeeaaaal gay. But that's why we have the boob tube, now isn't it?
And with that, I think it's best that I head off and screw my head on right.

~Kevin