It's four in the afternoon and I've just gotten out of bed. Lazy ain't I?

Anyway...

I dreamt of James. And I mean the one and only James Xavier Blanco from Illusion. I'm not actually quite sure how I knew for certain that it was James but it really was James, I swear. He was quite a solid mass in my arms when we embraced.

Oh my god, I didn't know how sweet he could be...! He really is a sweet guy ^___^

The one scene that I do remember clearly is that we were in some kind of office, in that we accompanied someone there and he was hooked into giving blood. I don't know if I gave blood but all throughout that entire process, James was lying down on the couch with his head on my lap. We were talking about something and we were laughing about it.

Oh my god, he was the perfectly ideal boyfriend, ever!

Somehow, some way, we were walking along the pathway in my old grade school. I was giving him a tour of the place, pointing out my old classrooms. We were going to the school playground, which was a ways off the main clump of buildings of the school, near which were the classrooms for the 6th grade. We were talking the stairway and some people were using the inclined path, and he asked me about Allan.

This Allan was my grade school classmate Allan, and I think he was asking me why he was using the inclined path and not the stairway, so I replied he was using it to build endurance since he was a scrawny thing then. I dunno, James seemed quite... jealous...?

hehehe

There were lots of hand-holding, hugs, embraces, but there weren't any kisses. Dang, I hated that! No kissing?! I mean, come on! Geez!