First Date

Entry 6

Sunday July 27th, 1986

I've been so busy with the premiers this weekend that I've hardly been able to see Henry. I didn't see him at all Friday... well, aside from seeing him shirtless in my rearview mirror. But that was technically Thursday so... I did get to spend my break with him yesterday, but we mostly spent it making out in my car... fuck, I just keep thinking about those lips. Anyways, he stopped by after my shift too, but 3 of my coworkers called out "sick" so I had been busy cleaning theatres and scooping popcorn and selling or tearing tickets that all I had energy for was a smoke. We talked for a little while but as we sat on the hood of my car, I started falling asleep on his shoulder.

My next shift starts in a couple hours so I should probably start getting ready. I wish I could just not go in and just pick him up and bring him here. I wish we could just listen to music and rent movies and tear off each other's clothes and go to sleep together. I wish we could wake up together and then do it all over again. I think I could be happy just doing that for the rest of my life. Just good music, good movies, great sex, and waking up together. Shit... It's been less than a week... what the hell is wrong with me?? I should get ready.

-Christian