I go back to school tomorrow. I'm excited to have class with Jeff again, and meet all the new writers I'll be working with this semester. Somehow, they gave me the 9:45 French class, which has me a bit peeved, as I signed up for the 11:00. Maybe that one was cancelled? Fuckers. I'll have to look into it tomorrow after class. If the 11 HAS been cancelled, it means an even LONGER break, to the tune of like 5 hours on Monday and Wednesday. Oh well, I can use all that free time to read, do homework, and write Tiffany letters. As well as things are going, I feel like I've been slacking in the romantic gestures department. I've been meaning to do that, but I don't have a huge amount of free time that I don't spend with her, and we're getting to the point where there are certain things I'd like to say but I know they won't be returned...but that's ok. All in due time.. Spent the early part of today with her. We both had off, so I slept over last night, and we got it on this morning. And in a great boon to me and her alike, I got her off twice today, something of an achievement. I'm proud and happy I can do something for her. I hope this continues, because that cements my position as the whole package for her. I think this is everything she needs. Or at least, I hope so.

Ah, it's been a while since I've updated... Things are going smoothly with Tiff, it's nice. Hanging out every day, being smoochy then going at it like rabbits... It's good times. Seems like everything's gonna work out just fine. I'm happy and she seems to be really happy, too. It feels fucking fantastic.(watch me alliterate!) I've been enjoying my break, seeing my friends, working at the new store. There was only really one major downer throughout this break.

New Year's Eve, I was driving behind a party bus, and they stopped in the middle of the street. Couldn't see around them, so I was waiting for them to get moving again. Then they started backing up, and I couldn't get out of the way in time. Fucked up my car. I got the fucker's info, but I figured on a big night like that, the cops would take their time getting to us, and it was already 11:30. Really wanted to get to the party before the ball dropped, seeing as that was pretty much when things went sour with Tiff the first time, and it felt really important to see it through this year. So I didn't call, and I've regretted it since. Now I have to worry that they'll try and tell the insurance company I rear-ended THEM. That'd fucking suck as I can nowhere NEAR afford to fix this fucking car and it's up for inspection in a few weeks. UGH! So I have to hope that the Insurance company works quickly and in my favor. I still haven't even given them my report yet, they called me friday while I was at work to make my statement but I couldn't talk. So I'll be calling them tomorrow morning to start hashing it out. Hope it goes well!

Ah, sweet, sweet relaxation. Winter break, motherfucker! I'm finally able to sleep in past 8:30. And things are going pretty well with Tiff, even though my work schedule is making it hard to see her lately. Ah well, everything's copacetic. So I really have nothing to write about. No news is good news, I suppose.

Well, well, well. Finally got my own. It was nice. We covered all the bases we hadn't hit yet, then fucked quietly as we could. It was hot. Things seem to be going really well now. Every time I leave her, it's a little bit harder to pull myself away. Ah, now that break's in full effect, and I've got all sorts of time, I'll get to see her all the time, and fuck her, too. Oh the things we'll try!

But then, there's the strangling(her) and punching in the face(me) that we both seem afraid to try. I think that's pretty funny, but it's not a huge deal to me. But stil...

Had a great night with Tiff last night. We didn't do anything all that interesting. Drove around for a while, went to a couple of stores, then went to her house to watch tv with her mom and sister. She didn't want me to leave, and I didn't want to, but it was getting late and we both had school in the morning. It was really nice, and I'm happy. If things can stay like this, I'll have nothing to complain about, nothing to worry about. Regardless of what issues we both have.

Well, somewhat of an eventful night for me. The annual Christmas party at Mike's. Tiffany got trashed and I almost had to fight some guy who thought he was protecting her from me, when in reality, she was trying to protect me from him. She made it worse. I was a little mad. By the time we left, I was really tired(and still kinda drunk), and when we got to her house, things didn't happen like she'd planned(or, for that matter, like I'd planned). Despite my best efforts to the contrary. Oh well. We stayed up all night and talked about everything. I don't really know what the outcome of all of this will be. It had its ups and downs, and I'm not sure which was greater. I think it was for the better, though. Although we weren't physically intimate, we were very much so otherwise. I guess things will happen in their own time.

Apparently, I'm getting some tomorrow.

Well, the semester is winding down. It's good to be just about done. The only major obstacle left is my VOA paper. And that's half done, just gotta finish Sunday night. Interperting Lit is done, there's really nothing left, and yet we still have class. I'm probably gonna go anyway. I'm not sure why, I just feel like I should. I'm not sure what's happening in French tomorrow. The oral, maybe. I don't know. Anyway, I'm almost out and it feels good.

Today, during my last Religion class(EVER!), I wrote Tiff a nice letter. Sentimental sort of stuff. It came pretty easily, and I thought it sounded nice. So I went over her house and gave it to her after work. She left it on a table and her mom saw it and must've read a little. I was uncomfortable. Not that I said anything bad, it's just not a side of myself I like to go flashing around. Anyway, we spent the night watching tv, Tiff, the mom, and the sister. We had fun. And apparently, Tiff read them the letter after I left...Which I kinda felt bad about, exposed...But apparently it went over really well, and they all love me now. That's good, but still, I could've done without the bearing of soul to people it wasn't intended for. Oh well, I guess I'll just be happy they like me.

Ok, I realize I've been insane over this. I knew it from the get go. We talked it over, and it was confirmed. It wasn't that I didn't know I was being stupid about it, moreso that I realized it, but couldn't get over it. I guess it's just that sometimes it's hard to believe that this could be working out so well. That I could be happy. Anyway, that's all over with...for now! Now I just have to worry about finishing up school. And wondering just what kinda thing I'm gonna be getting for Christmas. Tiff says she doesn't know what to get me...HA! I managed, she'll have to figure something out. I don't know if she was doing it on purpose or not, but she seemed to be dropping a lot of hints for me. I totally disregarded all of them. There have been one or two times when I've mentioned something in passing, then decided to elaborate just so she'd have some ideas. I guess I was too subtle?

EDIT! I think I've figured out exactly what it is that has me all sorts of paranoid... This one month waiting period... It feels so artificial and, knowing what I do of this girl's history, it seems unnatural. I can't say for sure whether she's done the same with other people...but I don't think so. That last guy, I doubt a guy like that would put up with something like this. And I really don't want to ask, I don't even like to think about that guy, it really rips me apart. Anyway, it's not so much that I'm in a hurry to fuck her. I mean, I am chomping at the bit somewhat, but I can wait(ok, maybe a little over the clothes petting? c'mon, that's nothing!), it's more that I feel this waiting is just her putting off admitting that she doesn't want me to touch her because she just doesn't like me "that way". That she's only keeping me around because she's lonely, not because she likes me. I don't know how I'd deal with that if it happened to be the case. I don't even know if that would end it, honestly. At least, not right away. But certainly, after long enough time, kissing would just get too frustrating and I'd have to get out, and with the same lack of dignity at before.Well, I guess it's really best to put it out of my mind for the moment. Since the month is up on the 28th, we'll see what's up by New Year's..


Well, things seem pretty nice with Tiffy lately... She seems to be pretty into it, which is really nice. I've got the constant fear that I'm doing something wrong, though. I guess I really have no reason to think so(except for the occasional horribly insensitive comment, but I'm pretty sure that's just the way she works, she doesn't really mean it that way), and yet... Oh well. I have to assume that this is just my natural paranoia until she mentions something. But then, I know that's not the way she operates. Ah, the drama my neurotic mind conjures up...