Yuri

Wednesday. So. I have a boyfriend. That sentence looks completely ridiculous sitting there. I have deleted it twice and typed it again twice and unfortunately it remains accurate. Yuri and I went out today and I knew something was different almost immediately because we were both behaving approximately 7% less normally than usual. We walked for ages. It was cold enough that my hands hurt. We talked about nothing, then everything, then nothing again. At one point we stopped and there was one of those silences where you know perfectly well what is happening and simultaneously become incapable of understanding how humans normally position their arms. He kissed me. I am not describing that for the Internet, thank you. Afterwards he asked, slightly awkwardly, what this meant. I asked what he wanted it to mean, which was cowardly because I knew what I wanted. He said he wanted us to be together. I said `”okay”` like somebody accepting a change in dinner reservation. Okay. Brilliant, Alice. Years of education have led to this verbal triumph. Then I kissed him again, so I think the clarification was adequate. I got home later than I said I would. Mom noticed my face before she noticed the time, which saved me from approximately thirty seconds of interrogation and then made the interrogation much worse. Hikari called because apparently she has supernatural timing. I tried to say `”nothing”` and lasted perhaps four seconds before telling her. She screamed. I moved the telephone away from my ear. Erick somehow knew within the hour. I blame Hikari and basic network theory. I am sitting here now with tea long gone cold beside the Mac because I made it when I came home even though it was nowhere near five, and I keep looking at the date.

December 5.

Apparently this is a date now.

Remember me, Eclipse.