Timing. Boo.

(December 5, 2011)
Alright, this has to be relatively fast, because I've a butt load to do tomorrow and I really didn't leave myself enough time for anything. Snarl.
I have a number of funny things to share, as well, and I need encouragement on numerous scores, so I'm really hoping that everything gets in here at some point.

Yeah, Trace... Ha he did in fact end up texting me Tuesday (a full week following our tryst, but who's counting) with epic nonchalance: "oh, la la la, Thanksgiving and stuff and I shall speak to you as if there was never any unfortunate tonsil hockey." I had this awesomely hilarious plan to wait until this Tuesday and text him back, saying, "Oh, Thanksgiving was great, thanks :)" Bahaha. However, thwarted by the fact that I see him regularly. Just as awkward as projected. Totally hilarious and therefore totally bearable.

Yes, intelligent without being completely unbearable is far more rare than I'd like it to be. I've become slightly obsessed with this Grant kid in a few short weeks. I think the biggest deal for me is how badly he actually wants to talk to me. We spent all of Thanksgiving exchanging texts about randomness (I have over five hundred texts between him and me in my phone at present, as a matter of fact) and we had a lot of solid conversations for texts during this time. He came and hung out with me on Monday night, and I was being typical obnoxious, feisty Kristen and he says:
"K, first of all, I know that you're kidding....but honestly, sarcasm like that still smarts, you know that, right? Second of all, I love the attitude, it's funny sometimes, but really, you're so interesting. I just want to get to know you and you make it completely impossible when you're throwing all of that at me all the time."
I don't think you understand, really, what a big deal this was. I've spent the better part of the last four years trying to understand why I could never get close to or really talk to guys with whom I had dalliances. I've talked to my sister countless times about possible causes. And this kid who's spoken to me for a short week over texts alone is able to correctly identify the problem.

This was a big deal.

And I kind of really like him now. Like to a rather significant extent considering the length of everything. Not least because of the fact that he is capital T TALENTED. I guess all-caps talented. Dude, Christian, there's decent singers/writers/what-have-you, and then there are people who are going places. And he is the latter. His band has music you can buy on iTunes, and a major record company is reviewing some of their songs. I am enormously tempted to send you samplings of their music, a delicious lovechild of Killers and Coldplay. I resisted. But. The Brocks. Soooooo good.

I also don't know how to proceed, at this point. I'm getting all second-guess-ish. Sigh. Eye roll. I don't even know. Whatever, at least I have one more piece to the "Kristen's infinite lack of long-term desirability" puzzle, regardless of where this ends up going.

It was interesting, as a side note, when I hung out with him the other night. One of his roommates (Christian, funnily enough) came home, having been broken up with by his girlfriend (gah eighty-five prepositions everywhere) the same hour. It was nuts, Christian. I've never seen, firsthand, just that level of devastation over a girl. Sometimes I think I forget that boys have real feelings. I may have this vague, unformed idea that after such an event, they come home pissed, swearing that she was horrible and not all that attractive and that they can't stand her. Actual gutt-wrenching unhappiness is not something I really think of. It was kind of good to be reminded that boys are more fragile than I think they are, even if that knowledge unfortunately came at the expense of a really great guy.

Other brief things:
Ty has heard about the song. He wants to hear it. Most of the ward has, at this point, and it's kind of hilarious, so if he wants to risk cardiac arrest of awkwardness, I suppose that's his prerogative. Bahahaha.

P.S. I was told today that I have a sexy voice.
This is totally irrelevant, but pleases me, and therefore you have to hear it.