C: Tease.
[I look up, confused]
M: Pardon?
C: Tease.
M: … What did I do now?
C: “I’m sorry”.
M: … Okay, you’re either going to have to explain it to me or just let me get back to work.
[He holds out his cell phone and shows me a text message that I sent to him yesterday]
M: Oh… Right… That.
C: Exactly. Tease.
M: I said I was sorry…
C: You’re sorry, but you’re still a tease.
M: I’m working here.
[Clipboard is taken off of the desk and held up above his head - which is unfair considering I'm 5'1" and he's 6'3", and he was holding it up above his head]
C: Not anymore, you aren’t.
M: Fine. I’ll just explain to H why I’m suddenly missing four days worth of notes and I’ll be very sure to tell him who took them
C: Are you going to tell him why I took them away from you?
M: Yeah, I’ll say that you were just being an ass as usual.
C: Oh, but you like my ass.
M: Shut up and give me back my clipboard.
[Clipboard is placed back onto the desk]
C: You’re welcome.
M: I never said thank you.
C: Oh, you were going to say it. You’re too polite not to.
M: Shut up.
C: That wasn’t very polite, Michelle.
M: Fine. Hush, damn you.
C: Much better.
M: Shut up.

Other things that happened today that involved the Boy was when he went out to go to the store (it’s literally across the parking lot), he asked me if I wanted anything. My usual stock answer is either ‘nothing, I’m fine’ or ‘Skittles, please’. He came back with a package of Skittles for me (yay) and an ice cream sandwich (yum). So it was just me and him in the office today, sitting around and talking for my last hour of work. There was a bit of cuddling, a bit of listening to music on his ipod, a bit of me insulting his musical tastes (but he’s used to it by now). He also attempted to teach me how to drive a forklift for about five minutes until he realized that I was absolutely hopeless at it (”Michelle, that’s to go backward, not forward!”). All in all it was an interesting day. I attempted to do work while he was attempting to distract me. He won out in the last half hour. I managed to resist for the first half when I was still able to concentrate on my work.

C: Hello my dear.
M: Hey.
C: How’s it going?
[I glance at mold that's dangling from the crane with an arched look]
M: Hanging in there.
C: So about your question last night…
M: You mean that one you never answered?
C: Well I had to think about it more.
M: You had to think… Okay then.
[I start to turn away, he grabs my hand to stop me from leaving]
C: I didn’t mean it like that. I just needed to think a little bit more. Because you deserve the most honest answer that I can give you.
[I turn back to look at him]
M: Okay…?
C: I like you. I think you’re amazing and wonderful and beautiful and perfect.
M: Well I wouldn’t say perfect…
C: Hush, we’re having a moment here.
[I try hard to cover up a laugh but end up just smiling]
C: And so yeah, that’s how I feel about you.
M: Okay.
C: That’s all you can say? I pour my heart out and all you have to say is ‘okay’?
M: Umm… How about ‘I totally agree with everything you just said about me’?
C: That’s my girl.
M; I should get back to work now…
C: But we’re okay?
M: We’re okay. So get your ass back to work.
C: I would be if you hadn’t distracted me with your presence.
M: Shut up.

So that was the ‘moment’ that occurred sometime after he showed up for work and I was hanging around a mold to ’supervise’ it (molds, since they can be anywhere from 50lbs to 3 tonnes, cannot be left on a crane unsupervised, D lovingly left me alone with it and I didn’t leave it because, well, it’d fucking hurt if that dropped on someone’s head). The other nice moment today was when it was D, R, D and C all standing around talking about a mold and then C ended up being in the background of the conversation with me, and with the way I hold my clipboard when I’m not writing down any notes, he just kind of brushed the side of my hand with his and I just slipped my pen into my other hand and we had this nice moment where we were holding hands. We weren’t looking at one another, we weren’t talking to one another and it was just… It was nice. And comfortable.

My official summer biology course grade is (and a drumroll please….) 81%! My professor sent out a spreadsheet that just has student numbers, original grades and changed grades. My student number was listed with 80% as the original grade and 81% as the changed one. I’m quite pleased, since it’s an A-. The class average was 75% with no scaling, whatsoever. The highest grade was 93% (stupid smart people…) and the lowest was 39%. Yes, I am that competitive that I look at what the highest grade was, what the lowest was, and where I fall in the group (#17!).

Work was stressful again today. I have twelve projects to complete in twelve days. Twelve. Freaking. Days. Do they expect me to pull a bunny rabbit out of my hoodie? Do they think I have golden horseshoes falling out of my ass? I can’t do all of this. I have 3 manuals that are on second or third drafts. I have five sales procedures that I need to get done but I can’t because I’m relying on input from others. I have ninety-three documents and spreadsheets to go over and to determine how relevant/useful it all us to compile into a manual for inventory data entry. I have a new manual to write. I have assorted other files to complete. The one completed thing I have? A one page procedural sheet that was done in thirty minutes and signed by the plant manager the next date. Ughhh. I feel like such a failure. I mean, it’s great that I got a job for the summer, but at the same time, if I look back at the work that I’ve done this summer, it just doesn’t seem like much, even though it is.

So, as it has become a normal thing for me at work, I had some cuddle time today. Of course, as luck would have it, at one point his arm was near my ear since he was standing up to hug me and I was sitting down. And then I went ‘FUCK!’ very loudly and pushed him away because his arm pressed against my ear and it just hurt so damn bad. He was very apologetic about it afterwards because he forgot about it (I certainly didn’t, especially not with that pain). He gave nicer hugs after that, taking care not to brush against my ears after that. And I got Skittles later after he went out just to buy them for me.

The first memorable conversation of the day, featuring myself, C and R:
M: You know, that’s really not an attractive look for you [C has a corndog in his mouth, and he's using his teeth to keep it in his mouth while he's opening a packet of ketchup]
R: But he’s just so used to it.
[C pulls it out of his mouth, looking insulted.]
M: And how would you know that?
R: He hasn’t told you about what happens around here when you go home, has he?
[laughter]

The second memorable conversation of the day, featuring yours truly and the Boy:
M: You’re like incapable of spending time with me.
C: What do you mean?
M: I’m running out of fingers on a hand to count the number of times that you’ve canceled or haven’t even been able to plan anything with me. Remember that time where you promised over and over again that we’d spend that Saturday together? Remember that?
C: Well I’m a busy idiot.
M: Then get unbusy, moron.
C: Did you just call me a moron?
M: Have you gone deaf too?
C: No…
M: Good. And if you poke me again with that finger, I will feed it to you and make you like it.
C: …. Okay.
M: I should get back to work. I’ll talk to you later, hun.
C: Come by later to chat, sweetheart.

@ Rachael, we have our moments, not as often as I’d like them though. But a reality tv show? Well, never heard that in reference to myself before, thanks.

I woke at around 11am. I went to bed somewhere been 4 and 5am. Yeah, stupid of me, I realize this. I was up until around 3am rereading Acheron (love, love, love) and then the extra time was texting the boy. He was having a bad day yesterday (residual anger directed towards his friends) but didn’t take it out on me. In fact, it was rather nice conversation that we had.

M: You’ve got to learn to put a positive spin on things, it’ll do wonders.
C: That’s what I have you for.
M: What, to put a positive spin and outlook on everything?
C: That and to be a ray of sunshine in my life.

So today I got up, went to the bank and got my book updated (hello money for tuition!) and then went to the library to pick up a hold (Prey by Lurlene McDaniel) and borrowed a few cds as well (Ryan Adams, Hedley). I went to the craft store and bought beads on sale, beads on clearance and two small cross-stitching kits ($1.50 each!) on clearance (one is Goofy and the other is Bambi).

Now I’m listening to music on my laptop with headphones because my father (oh yes, my father) is listening to techno. And it’s not even good techno, it’s incredibly horrible and my ears are almost about to start bleeding because my laptop can’t turn the volume up high enough to go over the techno. Ughhhhhh.

After a long winded conversation about our relationship and other thought-provoking things pertaining to the two of us this, this happened:

M: And what do you want?
C: To be happy…
M: And does that include me?
C: I think it does.
M: Okay.
C: Okay?
M: Okay.
C: Okay.