Been thinking over a couple of things… was looking at plane ticket prices again for davey’s visit in august, they’re about $275 right now, which I still don’t think is too bad, and it’s down slightly from last month (or was it the month before?), which is good. I still wish he could visit for a little longer, but three days/two nights will still be good. I figure, fly into BWI, get some lunch… spend some time in DC, visit the National Gallery, etc… then have an elegant dinner before coming up here.
I’ve also been looking at apartments again in PGH… can get some very nice ones in the 900 dollar per month range… My brother david also mentioned something about us getting a place together… so two bedroom’s in the 900 dollar range… they’re about the same, really, not much extra for a second bedroom, so it’s almost silly to only have one anyway, lol. I mentioned the possibility of davey moving in, that doesn’t seem to be an issue… though it’d be funny… davey and my brother david… lol.
That brings up davey and college of course… I’m determined to help him if he lets me… mostly just making sure he has a place to live and all that, but no real limit set though. That’s not really something that can be set at all firmly this early though, but it’s out there as an option.
I’m lovesick tonight though, lol… it’s one of those nights where I really want to be all cuddly with him, which honestly is most of the time, but it’s a bit stronger… like heavy-hearted desire. I’d brought up him being with that one guy a while back again tonight, not really intentionally, but I really needed to know something… just get a more clear picture. It’s… I dunno… it’s hard to describe how I feel about it… it’s like heartache, but not in the sense that I feel like davey’s hurt me, at least not anymore… it’s just, I guess, raw jealousy (which is bad I guess) of that guy… because he’s been able to do things that I want to do… of course, I remember davey saying on his site how he can’t wait to do that with me… so, blah, I don’t know how to express how I feel about this really. I just should just say that I really want to be with him (duh, as if I don’t say that all the damned time). I’ve talked about this in length already anyway… I just suppose it’s like… month plus later how do I feel about it now? It still hurts, but not in the same ways as it did originally. Lol, this is so like me though I guess, to bring something back up and dwell on it again… but like I said, I was puzzled about something… and I had questions that I wanted to ask and I’m glad he answered them for me. I’ll also say that I hold no ill-will about it, really, and that I love him.
I suppose I have a certain level of hypocrisy there though, lol… because I did mostly the same thing after I found out… kind of out of some stupid retaliation sort of feeling, to even things out, or whatever… I can say though, that it didn’t feel right, and in a way I felt guilty, being asked about davey while I’m with this other guy… but… there’s something precious with davey… that I want, to be blunt I guess. I believe I’m the right person… and I want it to be me because of that. So, deep down I believe it to be different…. or at least different enough.
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Blah, I really need to get over that… I suppose it’s a good sign in a way that my heart feels heavy… looking at this photo that guy took of davey… but I don’t like feeling that way at all. I almost want to say that this is one time where I shouldn’t have asked… and just let it go, but I’m not like that; If there’s something I’m curious about I need to find the answer. I guess feeling like this is the result of that curiosity. I’ve never really felt jealousy I guess, as in real jealousy, I don’t like that either really…. new feelings… for a new kind of love. I suppose, though, this is one of my faults within. I need to be less critical too I think…
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I’ve also noticed that I’ve been very verbose lately… I hope it is doing good, I think it is for me… just to babble on about these things… and writing davey, it seems my email made him feel a bit better, so I’m glad I wrote it. It’s still only a fraction of what I could/want to say, but, it’s a little bit, and every little bit counts, in my opinion anyway.