Friends (For Real)

Last night I took BMG to a Mariners game. Just as a friend though, no ulterior motives. I had my company tickets - great seats. Ones I would never pay for, ones he could never afford as a student – that is why I decided to bring him. We talked more that we watched baseball, non-stop, jumping from subject to subject. We both have ADD tendencies so it was nice not to feel like I had to explain where each random train of thought was coming from. He makes me feel happy. Not by doing anything specific, just by holding an entertaining conversation with me. He was actually the reason my mood turned around on Sunday, a conversation with him.

Boys never cease to amaze me. After we split a snickers marathon bar, each had a hotdog and beer, and chowed down on kettle korn, he asks: “so what are we having for dinner after the game?” Huh? I don’t know about you, but I already ate! He was going to make us smoothies, but I ended up taking a rain check because it was pretty late when we got home. There were a few other baffling actions by him, things that if I had done them, I would have been flirting but ahh, who knows. He is a little down on life in Seattle and I think I am going to have to do my part to share my enthusiasm for this city.

And in other news… my friend, Shell, was accepted to UW too! We are gonna be Husky Buddies! Yay!