I got sort of dressed up today. I figured that since I shaved my legs, I should wear a knee-length skirt. Logic is a key factor in all of my decisions, obviously. So I put on my favorite side-zip navy skirt, then my lighter blue polo-esque ribbed girl-sleeved shirt. By girl-sleeved I mean those short, tight sleeves like they have on baby tees, instead of real sleeves that actually cover most of your bicep. A lot of my shirts have the shorter sleeves, so either they’re in style or I have just gravitated towards that.
Regardless, I looked pretty cute. I put in my contact lenses and some earrings with dangly blue hearts, then sprayed on some Ciara perfume…and went back into the office to sit on the computer some more.
I’d had an inkling that we were going out for sushi, but Sean was very involved with Asheron’s Call 2, so I wasn’t sure when it was going to happen. I puttered around online for awhile, but I didn’t feel like posting or doing much of anything besides reading PvP. Paul popped up to ask if Sean and I wanted to go watch anime at his place after dinner. I glanced over to Sean and tried to get his attention three times. Finally I waved at him, a wide, exaggerated motion that made him roll his eyes, sigh, and take off his headphones. “What.”
Don’t you love it when people say “What” and it isn’t a question? Me neither.
So I asked him if he wanted to go to Paul’s, and he said he’d think about it and went back to his game.
This incident, combined with the rampant stupidity of a guy on the IRC channel, did nothing for my mood. I started getting a headache, and I could feel my stomach growling, but I wanted to wait for the sushi instead of grabbing some comfort food. I decided I couldn’t handle being logged into any chat programs, so I shut them all down and left the office.
In the living room, I turned on the TV, discovered (surprise surprise) that there was absolutely nothing on that I wanted to watch (we really need cable), and then just lay down across the couch, trying to relax. While I was sprawled out and moping, Sean poked his head in to say that we would leave for sushi at 8, and that he didn’t want to go to Paul’s.
That gave me half an hour to burn. Bored, I glanced over my bookshelves until the Japanese Houses one caught my eye. I pulled it out and started reading. Fortunately, it really caught my interest, and I started to feel much better–if a bit wistful for Japan. At around 8 I went back into the office and logged back onto AIM briefly to tell Paul we wouldn’t be coming. Then Sean said, “All right,” and we both got up to leave. We kissed a little; I think he had finally detached himself from the game enough to notice what I was wearing. Either that or he just felt like kissing. It happens ;D
I stepped into my blue sandals and he grabbed his sunglasses and keys. We kissed some more. Moving towards the door, I said, “I take it you like my outfit.”
Sean followed me out the front door. “Yes, very much,” he said, and I smiled. He added, “I like you.”
Needless to say, we kissed some more. “I like you, too,” I said. Then we tromped down the stairs towards the car.