pstlyfdiva's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- how we met well i was just reading jenniam's blog and she gave me the idea to post how c and i met. it was friday, jan. 11, 2002. a friend, john, was taking a road trip to the outlet mall in charlotte with a girl named chloe. chloe and i had playfully flirted for a couple of months...a couple of drunk kisses, etc, etc, but nothing that meant anything. well apparently chloe put john up to asking me to go with them, she was going to "make her move". i meet up with them to go and there were more than just the 2 of them in the car. john's latest boy-of-the-week and a skinny little baby dyke that didn't say a whole lot. that skinny little girl ended up being c. for the first leg of the trip chloe, c and i crammed into the back of john's mustang -- and i do mean crammed. c didn't say much until she pulled out a book her roommate sent with her "bad girl's guide" -- that started her laughing and talking. by the end of our road trip i had butterflies in my stomach when she sat next to me. but, she had a girlfriend back in HI (she had just been discharged from the army), so i could look, but not touch. we started running into each other at the club more and more. i told john that i thought she was cute, he told me that she wasn't my type. c told john that she thought i was cute, he told her to forget about it. we hung out at the club, i still had a major crush on her, she had broken up with the girl in HI, but i had discovered why she was so skinny...drugs. i had only been clean a little while, so i knew i couldn't be around her...look, but don't touch. fast forward to may 18, 2002. i went to the club with a guy friend and c saw me and told me she needed to talk to me about something. she said that she had been playing around on a website and i had come up as her #1 match, she thought it was a sign...she said, "i think we should be together". she kissed me. my heart skipped a beat, but i knew she was on acid, so i said, "tell me when you are sober". we hung out at the club for a little while longer, but i had to leave early, as the friend i came with had an early morning. about an hour after i got home my phone rang, it was c. we talked for 6 hrs...she told me silly little sweet things, but i kept repeating, "tell me when you are sober". it became my mantra of the conversation. eventually we talked so long, the phone she was using died, never to work again. we made plans to meet at the club the next night. i got there early, i was so nervous. she got there late (after getting locked out of her house by accident)...i had started wondering if she was standing me up. FINALLY she walked in and slid in beside me and said, "i'm sober" and kissed me. she has been clean ever since. that was almost four years ago now. i have found my special someone and i know i am lucky. times may not always be the easiest, but we know we are loved and we know we have a home in each other. 1:11 p.m. - 2006-02-14 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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