Spending time in Portland with family, I told Eric I passed the Beaverton sign and now I believe it exists.
Later, he said, "Would it be possible to hang out?"
So we made all these wonderous plans. We were just gonna walk around downtown.
It was gonna be exciting.
I wasn't gonna keep it a secret from Devin. That would be awful.
But I wasn't gonna tell him until after it happened.
However, my grandma asked me what I was gonna do downtown, and I told her I was just gonna hang out with a friend.
At the time, I was on Ventrilo with Devin, so he heard.
I laughed and said it would only be for an hour or so.
Come 1 o'clock, Eric said he didn't have a ride. Had I been the driver, I would have been completely willing to pick him up. But my uncle was driving and I didn't want to waste his time.
Traffic in Portland is awful. From Portland to Beaverton would take longer than it should.
"My uncle- my mode of transportation- doesn't want to go out that far. So. . Sorryyy. ."
"Yeah. It's my fault. You have my permission to do anything you want to me."
"Ahaha. Sounds dirty."
"It's whatever you want it to be ;] but seriously, i feel bad. Normally i dont but this time i do."
Almost hung out with him. Close enough!
· Tue Aug 14, 2012 @ 08:19pm · 0 Comments