I Live Here Now

Yesterday was my first day of school for this semester. I'm almost too tired to blog. But I figured I'd update you.

As per the general fact pleading for the past few days: my friends and I went to a pub last night in Santa Monica called the King's Head Pub and had cider and played darts...it was fun. As of today I've been to each class once and I get my grades on Friday.

As per more of the notice pleading...My Mystery Man has yet again demonstrated his fascinating ability to fascinate me. Yesterday I went to see him about something...I knocked on his bedroom door and he said "yah" and when I entered he was lying on top of his bed, staring at the ceiling. I asked him if was sleeping and he said no because he knew I was coming. Now we had a chat and stuff for about and hour...but that's really beside my point. What was intriguing, was that he really DID know I was coming. Let me be more specific.

He said he knew I would "attempt contact" [as he calls it] then. So he scheduled his study break then. He rested on his bed with his phone on and next to him, as opposed to off and on the desk [which, I have been informed, is his motus operandi for nap time normally] and waited. He was surprised ONLY that I came over instead of called, but he knew. He knew my mood and what I wanted to talk about before I even got there, and when I would get there to talk about it.

I don't know HOW he knew that...but it only goes to show what I have to deal with here. The most mysterious thing about My Mystery Man is what he knows about me, not what I DON'T know about him.