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Making the boyfriend brownies and writing a poem for him for valentine's. At least, I'll attempt writing one. That is what I'm going to be doing tomorrow. (I was going to do the poem a couple weeks ago but he said something incredibly stupid that I didn't even want to speak to him for a day and then I wasn't sure I still wanted to do that.) Still being cautious. Every once in awhile, I think about those butterflies, the kind that make it hard to eat or sleep, but then I remember how much I hate riding roller coasters. (And how disappointing it was to find that I only thought the sex was amazing because of those butterflies and excess adrenaline and whatever whacked out pheromones and hormones that decided to have a party in my body.) I know love isn't supposed to be logical but that's what I prefer as opposed to being at the mercy of emotions that don't make any sense.

Anyway, he asked me if I want to watch some, you know, porn, and of course I said yes. Trying not to think about it too much, though, cause I have two days to wait and no guaranty I'll have much private time. I have brownies to bake and a poem to write anyway.