All week long I'd not gone to bed early than 1:45 am. Most nights were spent chatting with Wayne, but I saw Patrick last night.

We just hung out at his place and watched a bit of The Dave Chapelle Show. It was hilarious.

And I brought up the age fibbing after all. It seemed like an okay time to ask. He had no recollection of it, it seems. :roll: He thinks he said what he said based on how old he thought I was, but he thought I was a few years younger. Well, whatever...:lol: I am over it now.

I think my freakout session has passed. I didn't really feel like seeing Patrick last night, but I felt a little bad for not suggesting we get together since we were originally going to go out with Tara and Steve last night. Something came up for Tara and Steve, so she bailed. And I've never actually asked Patrick to do anything, except go a wedding with me. So I called him after Big Brother, and asked if he wanted to hang out.

It was good to see him. I hadn't seen him in a week except for the quick lunch on Thuesday.

I am eating some apple chips right nwo. The packaging said they'd be cripsy. They're not really. Maybe at first bite, but then they're chewy. And this BATA posting engine is slllllloooooow. I'm not sure I like that. And the paragraph breaks are too big for my personal taste.