Mmmm..Pasta or My Just Rewards

Last wednesday Christ Made me dinner for helping her move into her new apartment. Johan and Ecton joined us as well, sort of a disfunctional double-date. here is a picture of them:

In order from front to back, Johan, Ecton, and Christ. If you look real close, you might be able to make out Ecton's son, Eli. (Fully the life of the party.) He spent a lot of time cracking everyone up and putting "Girl stickers" on yours truly. I have no idea why, but I am a little hurt.
The food was awesome. I love pasta and she made it in a unique way. The chicken was a whole breast ala carte with plain pasta, cooked with olives and peppers and drenched in olive oil. Sorry, black olives. We also had bread, and the others drank wine while I sipped Icehouse form a wine glass. Eventually I realized that it in fact was a REAL wine glass, and I stopped using it. After dinner there was a lot of standing out on the back porch and doing nothing, as the picture indicates. The weather was perfect, though, and once Eli got into the movie Ecton had for him, there was plenty of time for adult conversations. Such as how many Porno movies constitutes a collection (more than five, dammit) why it's not safe to buy adult items on Ebay, and of course our favorite "adult beverages." The night ended pleasantly with Everyone making it home safely. Ecton even called Christ to let her know that we were all Ok.

This is some of Eli's handy work.

So you wnat dirt, too? Okay, here it is. Me and Ecton sort of have this thing not going. It's not going, like a plane on an icy runway. She llives about an hour away from my house, my job being another 20 minutes past that. I'm busy, always doing stuff and I'm not easy to get into contact with for planning stuff. She, is a single mother who owns her own house, has a 6 day a week job, and did I mention she's a single mother? We totally dig each other (I think) but she's pretty stuck to her routine, and I am too. That's one of the things I find attractive about her though, her inner strength. and when she crumbles into me, I dunno, I feel special. Alright, that's enough you homo butt-lickers, now go out and do some stuff. You want more? Stick around, we'll see.