I truly believe that the best way to relieve stress isn't necessarily going to the beach or whatever but to spend time with a person that really means so much to you. This week has been so stressing and I felt so drained and tired. I could not wait for the weekend on Monday and the rest of the week dragged on so slowly.

Friday I went out with Frankie to a rock show and that was not so much of a de-stresser but more of a "fun" activity. Although at times I felt like I was in high school or something. Most of the kids were high school-ish. But hanging out with Frankie was nice. The rock show was all the way in Delaware. I know, the hell.

Anyway, Saturday was where I felt great. I had work before but whatever, I did absolutely nothing. Then I hopped on the turnpike to pick Chris up. He had made me a burned MP3 cd (and it wasn't until later when I got a good look at the CD did I notice a "<3" on the side - it was cute). I drove him back to N-town and went past my house. He got excited. Then I took him to one of my favorite diners. Afterwards, we went to the movies - saw Babel. It was good but such a downer. But the whole time, we were holding each other and that felt nice. But it was only the prelude.

THE PRELUDE!?

Omg, what did I say!?

Yeah, I took him to lover's lane and popped down the back seats so we laid there on the back of the back seats, our feet extending into the trunk (which was cleared out). I can't really describe it. But hopefully you get the idea. And it was awesome. It felt like laying on a bed or something. We we just laid in our special little spot underneath the light-polluted sky with a lonely moon up ahead. We were so warm, the windows fogged up a little bit.

I want to do that again. Forever.

gosh.