If that aint a kick in the.. side?

So I was walking to the CAD lab today to check my e-mail before I went to work. And as I went to turn the corner, I suddenly felt this pain and push on my side. I had just been hit.. in the side. Nay, I had just been kicked. Now it wasn't extremly painful, but I'm a delicate person and I don't like pain. I turned and there was Ben! ... I couldn't believe it. He had just kicked me in the side.

Me: Did you just kick me? **ish angry**

Ben: It was a gremlin.. I saw him do it.

Me: That's so not cool Ben. Why did you kick me? **still angry**

Ben: Because you were too far away to grab. **insert stupid grin**

Me: Well you could have just hurried up and ran over. **pissed**

Ben: I don't like running. **hug**

Me: That hurt Ben. **glare** Don't kick me. **I storm away**

So... I don't really know what that was about. And I'm really not that sure how to feel about it. From one perspective, to me, it seems like I'm just a buddy and he can fool around with me and abuse me like one of the guys. On the other hand.. it seems like a boyish way of flirting. I'm thinking my first hypothesis is the correct one. Kind of like when he hit me as I walked out on Sunday from DnD.

I really don't appreciate it and it makes me feel disrepected. If he does it again, we're having words. I deserve to be treated better than that.

Plans for the weekend!

**insert uber happy dance here**

I got a call from my mother. She was just wanted to talk to me and check up on. She called also to inform me that she would be visiting this weekend. Uber excited am I?! Hells yeah! I can't wait to see my mother. It'll be great. I'll get all my homework done early in the week and then veg the entire weekend with my mother. Plus.. we'll go out and have fun and I'll have someone who I can talk to and pray with. We'll go to church and go see a play together. It'll be tons 'o' fun!
Mom is also supposed to meet Ben too. I was going to ask him last night, but.. he kind of jumped the gun and asked if he was going to be able to meet her. Ummm.. duh! Of course when I told Ben that my mother was my best friend he acted all hurt and shocked that it wasn't him. So simply to appease him I exclaimed.. "no no no I'm sorry Ben! YOU are my bestest friend EVER!" Of course if that isn't an ego kick to the head er.. you know what I mean .. bah! Anyways.. he got all happy and proud of himself. He's so freaking arrogant.

Nevertheless.. I get to see my mommy on Saturday.. that's just like 3.5 days! Woo hoo!!!! Mommy! **crazy jig across the room**

Wow... I'm really tired. I guess I should go finish my project and then possibly curl up some where.. no wait, my phone died! Strike that. I'm going to go loaf and work around in the costume shop. Yay Hats!

Caffiene High!

Wooot! Ok.. so .. I know this might sound a bit crazy. But i'm quite wired! And how you might ask... well, there are many solutions to this equation. A. I had a coke at dinner. err.. more like one and half, but it was full of ice and I didn't finish the first before i got the second.. so probably about one-ish. and then of course that brings us to B.. B is for Ben! mwa ha ha! I was feeling pretty crappy about him kind of ignoring me and not calling and the like. So... i put my foot down, went over to his place.. and we talked it out. Or more or less I talked, he drafted.. and i felt stupid but justified nonetheless.. and then stupid again.. then sad... then good.. and then we were fine. I just have to remember to be 'understanding' ... and patient.

So he drafted more.. and I watched.. Then we went grocery shopping and I bounced all over the store. Then we went back to his place and while he unloaded and put away groceries I rattled on at a hundred miles an hour and yeah. it was fun. He walked me to my car and I came home.

I guess I should go to bed.. le sigh. I guess it'd be best
night all!