peeping tom

i ended up doing something i told myself i would NEVER do. i googled el's blog. i feel so ashamed. but there it is. just sitting there. calling out to me. haha.. so i gave in. i read a few entries.

i'm a lil disappointed in myself though. it sounds like i'm keeping tabs (ewww, i know right?). but i swear this isn't like that. just that, i've been given a lil taste when el shared a few entries before. now i find myself addicted (so yes, this is your fault :-p kidding). there's so much i want to know, and i know there's so much i have yet to learn about him. and i feel like i just want to drink it all in.

i should probably stop though. i don't want to drown in it. haha.. we've talked about it. and as much as he says it's okay for me to read it, i'll try not to (operative word being: TRY :-p). it's always better hearing it from him anyway. and i love seeing the expressions on his face when he tells me his stories. i can't get enough of it. so i guess when he's away, i'm sooo tempted to get my fix somewhere else. damn this distance and the tricks it plays on me. haha.. yes, i'm blaming the distance. when really, it's just me.

don't do it! stay away! *yelling at self and giving self a couple of hard slaps on the hand*

tsk tsk tsk. curiosity will definitely kill the pat.. i mean, the cat. :-p

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