Poking

I almost forgot about blogging.

So I am currently in my hometown.

It is so. much. fun.
slight sarcasm

It's actually fantastic being with my family,
and being blessed with work and
I am making money.
shopping perhaps?

But it also has caused me to be on facebook.

And I need to talk about Poking.

Tonight.
I poked someone.

Not to be confused with Lonesome Dove style poking
for those of you who know the reference,
my deepest love for you

Ok.
So there's a boy.

And he's cute.
if he's reading this,
you must know I think you're cute

And I may have been looking at his facebook page....
creeper... i know
we've all done it

And for some reason
my finger pushed the poke button.

All of the sudden I poked him

And not just like by accident.
I mean it was.
But let me explain the poking process for those of you who don't know.

You push Poke.
Then it says:
Are you sure you want to poke *insert name of person*?
you click either YES or CANCEL.

It's not like it was accident.

My fingers
took over.

And pushed the YES button.

Here's the thing about the boy....
again if the boy is reading this,
I'm terribly sorry
&
I hope you find this somewhat
endearing?

... Ok. So I met him.
We talked
We laughed
Hung out again.
We talked
We laughed.

Basically what I am getting at is:
Nothing major has happened,
and I don't really know him yet
So this whole poking story is being blown out of porportion in my brain
which is currently on anti biotics that are changing my personality apparently.
What I'm trying to get at is:
I'd like to get to know this boy.

I think I've mentioned this in my other postings...

But I am an awkward person.
I really am.

Especially around cute boys.

#mydownfallinlife