I Shouldn’t Be Doing This, But I Am Anyway.

Last night, I was talking to Mike on IM and it was wonderfulness.
Don’t ask why, because I’m not quite sure why, but I was, and that’s all that matters.
What really matters, is the fact that he’s really fun to talk to.  On his myspace,  he says that he’s an asshole, but I have yet to find any signs of an asshole.  I should ask him about that….oh well.
Either way, talking to him is fun, and I wish I could right now, but he’s “away” on messenger.  Which makes no sense to me, really, but oh well.

Either way, I couldn’t help thinking about him before I fell asleep last night.  And when I woke up in the morning.  The things I thought of I won’t share – they’re nothing naughty, I SWEAR.  Just, they’re a bit more personal than I feel like getting at the moment.  Okay, I lie.  I want to tell you, I’m just chicken, because it’s very personal.  But, either way.  I was thinking about the things that he said, and about how it would be to kiss him/be kissed by him (however you wanna look at it).  Then, just, how it would be to be with him, hang with him, actually talk with him.
Pitiful, I know.
Oh well.
Nothing I can do about it.
Because I really do want to know what all that’s like……Because I’m assuming it would be good…..