I had a crush on him because of the way his eyes lit up when he talked about his daughter, and the patience he exhibited no matter how many times she called him "Daddy" when she was here, but didn't have a follow-up sentence. I had a crush on him because he accepted my, drunken dancing on the stage
I had a crush on him because when I called him at 2:30 am yesterday, he hopped on his motorcycle and came to the rescue, despite the fact that a best friend who is now obsolete, never even called me back this weekend in regards to me being locked out, with no place to go, and having something to do that was majorly important on Sunday.
I had a crush on him because of our similar backgrounds and when I told him that a family member close to me has a gambling problem and I cleared my 401K for them, he was understanding and supportive and offered words of support and wisdom. Despite his slutbucket, male-whore-ish ways, Brian is a good dude. I feel comfortable and safe around him. Even when I was rubbing his back while he was throwing up his Corona's & Long Islands from the night, before I tucked him in...that he was a good friend.
Yea, I'm seriously thinking about telling him about my former crush on him. But I will probably sober up
In Other News Not Related To Dating:
I haven't talked to P.A.T.T. since Saturday. She (the first female) earned a spot in the Do Not Answer slot in the silver bullet (my cell phone). Here's the story. As I said before earlier, I was in a rush and locked myself out my apartment on Saturday afternoon. As soon as I realized my absentminded-ness caused me to be
Side Note: Not a likely story since her & said friend seemed to be attached at the hip for the last few weeks, the way Brian and I have been. I digress.
Through-out of these calls and s.o.s messages, I made it be known that I HAD SOMETHING IMPORTANT TO DO ON SUNDAY, and that I needed to get into my place.
Long story short, she never got me my key, which resulted in me sleeping on Brian's couch and calling the