Feb 16, 2011 - 11:39 pm
One of Mikes best friends brought over some venison chili tonight. We went to the premier of one of our mutual friends films, and sat on my front porch afterwards talking about Mike and laughing over good times past. Boy, it was good to have a conversation that didn't revolve around cancerous bodily fluids, and it felt wonderful to laugh.
Now I'm feeling a little weird. Was it too soon or in bad taste to have a good (Completely platonic!!!) time? Seriously--I'm thinking like a Victorian novel, here. Was it "unseemly" to be out unaccompanied with a male friend for the movie? Now I'm kinda laughing at myself.
But I'm still feeling a little weird...