Dana and I smiling enjoying ourselves and each other at Club Element.
Dana left for Colorado this afternoon. Last I heard, she was stuck behind some massive multiple-semi accident in Nebraska somewhere, and should roll into the Boulder area by around 3am. This marks the beginning of three weeks without her, which is going to be pretty hard. We still have a lot left to learn about one another, and time apart is not conducive to that end. We were lucky enough to be able to spend a lot of time together in the last week, though, which has been great.

I told her I loved her last night. She responded in kind. :) I’d wanted to tell her for a while now, but I promised myself that I’d wait until we’d been a couple at least a week, because anything less just seemed far too soon. Also, I’m an ass, remember? It felt fantastic to be able to say those words again after so long — it’d been18 months, to my reckoning, and for a few months before that I would only let myself whisper them to Megan’s back as she was walking away. Dana is only the second woman I’ve ever said those words to, which I’m hoping helps her realize I mean them when I say them.

In short, I’ve got it bad. :)

To make my loneliness worse, I haven’t seen Justin since Monday. He called tonight to say he’d be back for one last visit on Tuesday evening. He’s planning to spend the holidays with his family in western Iowa and leave for Seattle the day after Christmas.

I probably won’t tell him I love him. ;) I may give him a hug, which would be the first (and last) time that would have occurred. He’s not big on the whole personal contact thing.

Eric is coming up tomorrow so that we can do a little Christmas shopping. He and I have been hanging out together more than usual lately, which has been a nice change of pace. He didn’t get a chance to meet Dana before she headed west, though. Ah well. There should be plenty time yet.

It has recently occurred to me that I have yet to even begin looking for a roommate. My final projects had priority until last week, and then Dana had priority. However, now that I’ve no immediately pending projects, no Dana, and no roommate, I think it’s time to ramp up the search. If any of you know of a generally cool person (probably male; I was originally unconcerned with gender, but let’s not tick off the Danas) who likes to study during the week, party on the weekends, and could handle me in either scenario, let me know.

I’ve made a few changes to the site, but I’ll talk about those in a separate post. It’s probably best to keep the personal and professional stuff separate on some level, even if it’s only different posts in the same blog.

Posted Sunday, December 18th, 2005 at 10:09 pm
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Responses to “Wherein Rob’s life migrates west.”

Wamp

Rob, when I tried to talk to you online the other night, I only had one thing to say. I wanted you to know that if you mess up this relationship with Dana, I will rip off your arms and legs and beat you to death with them. I’m glad that even though you can concede that you are an ass, at least you don’t have your head up it, and you know how fortunate you are. Congrats again, you lucky bastard!

~Wamp

Rob

Aww… that’s sweet.

And also: I’ll bite your legs off!

Eric

Well since everyone else took credit for Dana I’m taking credit for reminding you that you need to find a rommate.

Sheesh, can’t you do anything by yourself. *grin*

Anonymous

How come your comments never remember me?

mom

May we plan on a small simple wedding under a full moon at the campinelle shortly? That would take care of your current roommate problems as well.

Kara

Yikes! We can always count on Mom2 to move up the wedding date considerably! Hehehe….anyhow, congrats Robbie. You’re less of an ass than you realize, just consider yourself ‘honest’, because you have an amazingly sweet side as well :)

Rob

What I heard:

“Congrats Robbie… you have an amazingly sweet… ass… realize… we can always… move up the wedding date.”

*beams*

Amanda

I think you should just move in with Quinn and his family. That way you can spend even more time with him. ;)

grandpa

WOW There is a God

Kara

Again…Yikes….I don’t know that you have any ass anymore (most skinny guys don’t), because frankly I don’t look at it. But, I know you used to have an ass…. But my friend-we’re not getting married and therefore not “moving up” the wedding date :-p I can always count on you to twist the words…*grin*