Ryan and I saw Casablanca tonight at his theater.
It was pretty sweet.
Then, he walked me home and we held hands and he put his arm around me and we made out in the bottom floor of my dorm.
We didn't have sex, though. We had sex on our first three dates; I already wrote about the first time, then we had sex on Tuesday after watching the primaries and then on Thursday after seeing There Will Be Blood. It's been...interesting.
It's been very much up and down. But I think it's pretty up right now if I should say so myself. I'll write about everything else later.
All I can say now is that when he left, I beat him to saying, 'Heres looking at you, kid'. Then he kissed my hand and left.