Current location:	Portland
Current mood:	amused

Conferencing for peace
In Portland! mon ville favoris! It's exciting. I love it here, just like I did last summer. We got in last night very late and everytime I was on the ground, between planes and shite, I called Adam and talked to him. It was fun. Me and my three roommates who all speak beautiful dialects of spanish(of which I know like three phrases and can NEVER pick them up) ended up staying in an office suite on cots and stuff. I really like that room and I'm not overly excited to move to a different one where there will be more than four of us. It was a peaceful eight hours of sleep and the Hilton has great, no ridiculously SUPERB bathrooms. I had a heavenly shower this morning, bright and early and then hopped over to my favorite starbucks and got a coffee and croissant and walked around for a bit, trying to remember where I had gone last time. I got a map with the registration stuff for the conference, but I can't really figure it out. I'm not big on street names, more just the direction. I do know that where I want to go tomorrow is kind of a far walk, but I can take the light rail part ways. Anyhoo, things with Adam have been going well. Last weekend we stayed up super late talking and I got like three hours of sleep. We ended up talking about many things, one of which was in case he ever got me pregnant what we would name the kid. We agreed on a girl's name and I think he convinced me on a boys name, but it doesn't matter. Most likely it would be a girl, so Eve it would be. How cute. I also blurted out how I have this innate need to care for him and I want him with me everywhere and that I want him to move up to CT with me after I move into an apartment next January. he insists it would be bad if I didn't want him to help out and that we should support eachother, not just me support myself and him. He also insists that I'll change my mind once we meet. Well, I insist that I won't. I want him with me now, I'll want him with me in January. he just doesn't seem to get that i'm not looking for financial support from him, but emotional and mental support. And other things. Well, maybe he gets it but he doesn't believe that is all I want and need. I guess I would get frusterated after a while of working and going to school and paying all the bills and cooking and cleaning and him just sitting around, but I'm pretty sure he'd get up and do something with himself because he apparently feels the need to support me, if I support him. So, needless to say, if we move in together it won't just be a friendly roommating thing it'll be a full-blown relationship. Or thereabouts. Well, he called it. I'm not asking him to support me like he's my freaking husband, but he seems to want that. And, he wants to move in with me. That's the funny thing. He doesn't have objections about living with me, just objections about how it'll work out. I think he's scared of the fact that someone cares for him so much and he's scared that this could become something pretty serious. I guess that freaks me out a little, but I'm more looking forward to meeting him and seeing where things to from there. It might escalate to physical intimacy in July and it might not. Whether it does or not, it isn't going to change the fact that we're just friends, unless he calls it. And I seriously doubt he'll fall in enough like with me that first trip to want more than just a friendship. But one never knows. It could very well happen. Either way, meeting him will not change my feelings for him, in fact I do believe that will just reinforce them. Well, that's quite enough of that.


Remember, remember
The fifth of November!