But no. "What time is it?" he mumbled.
"What time do we pick up Theo?"
We lay there for a few more minutes, and there was a moment of hope where I thought that Corb was going to let it go at that. Oh please oh please let me sleep here just a bit more please why can't you just forget that we agreed to be strong and wake up early and
Corb turned his body to the edge of the bed and said, "We have to get up now to go to the gym, if we're going to get there at all."
Sigh. Dammit. My time in the bed had gone the way of the Republican majority.
Still, I have to admit, it feels nice, having over three hours into the day already, having already showered, exercised, gone to the local coffee shop, spent some time with Corb and Theo. And now I'm sitting here, happily typing away and sipping a damn good cup of Joe.
Theo's playing a game he picked up last night for his Nintendo Gameboy. He called me in tears at nine last night, having realized that he had left his Gameboy in the back of my car that afternoon. But there really was no way I could get it to him last night. Corb and I were just about to order dinner, having gone out with his friend, Dan.
Dan's a funny one. He had asked us to meet up with him that night, as a pretext for meeting a potential boyfriend. He had asked the guy out as a way to decide whether they actually wanted to go out on a real date. In addition to Corb and me, Dan had invited two other friends and his brother.
I don't know about you, but if I'm going on a first date--pre-date or not--the last person I want to hang with is the guy's brother. Why not bring dear old mum along, while you're at it? I'm not sure if that has anything to do with it, but the guy bailed on Dan at the last minute, after we had waited for him for about an hour at Reflections. Wouldn't you?
While we were at reflections, which is a gay coffee house in Providence, a guy walked in with a huge walrus like moustache. Dan and his brother swear that he's one of the guys on the show Mythbusters, but none of us had the guts to go up and ask him. However, every time we said the name of the show, he looked over at us. Which only added fuel to our myth...