I drink.
And when I drink gin I normally want to say things to the boy I like or do things I shouldn't. I think the Fall of 2009 was a perfect example of the cascade of stupid events that more than one G&T, a hot summer night and a now infamous blue dress can lead to. So tonight when I purchased a gin based drink RB did come to mind. Now thankfully he wasn't with us and he and I don't have that kind of texting relationship that can lead to scandalous flirting and thankfully he doesn't follow me on Twitter where I hinted to a secret affection. No things were safe. But mostly because I have this outlet. I can say to you what I have been wishing I could say to RB.
I like you. I know our relationship is going to be awkward and I'm sure you aren't going to reciprocate. And you know what? I am okay with that. Actually the reason I'm telling you this is I would like to move on. I would like to be able to stick the final nail in this emotional coffin of sorts, bury it and move the heck on. So there you go I like you. And now we move on from that. Sort of the awesomely horribly kind of drunk FB message I would love to post at this moment but I will not. No instead I will have a chocolate chip gluten free cookie and fall asleep to 16 Candles or something and let the gin leave my blood stream.
So night all, thanks for listening and staging this gin intervention. *smooches*
:-) Xoxo
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