Deep Pleasure

Tonight I went over Justin's apartment because Jordan wanted me to meet Rachel, a friend of ours who is also going to be one of our flatmates next year. I came over to realize that Jordan had in fact left after getting upset with Bobby and not wanting to be around him. I was kind of given the responsibility of "making her not grumpy."

I didn't really try to address the problem. I just talked to her online like normal, and invited her to go out for ice cream -- just the two of us. So we went to Ralphs, got ice cream (two delicious kinds). I was so romantic. I swear to god, I would make the cutest boyfriend ever. I brought a spoon with us so that after we bought the ice cream we could eat it in the car and on our way to the apartment. I started heading back to the apartment, and she said "Well, I guess I'll go back to the apartment with you..." like it was her decision, not mine. Cute.

It just goes to show you that ice cream solves a lot of problems. When kids are hurt, you give them ice cream (or a popsicle). When you need something to do on a date, you go for ice cream. If you have cake with out ice cream, you put ice cream on it. It's perfect really.

Jordan's happy again, which is all that concerns me. I've been in moods like that before, and it's hard to get out of it and go back to the group without feeling awkward. I'm glad that ice cream could serve as the deeply pleasurable lubricant for the transition.

Next time, use a spoon Bobby. :-)