5:56 p.m., Monday the 3rd
Dammit, I'm so stupid sometimes. I proposed to Roxanne. Way too soon, needless to say. It freaked her out, to put it in her words. And yeah, we live on opposite sides of the globe, and I didn't happen to run this by BH and SB, and and and.
Roxanne says she's okay, and still wants me to message her tomorrow, so I guess I didn't completely ruin things. I'm just hitting myself on the side of my head. Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!
Having gotten that much out of my system, can I just say that my proposal was sincere? I wasn't just asking, I really meant it. I mean yeah, it's better for us to wait a few years before considering stuff like that, but it's still how I really feel. I know I know, it's the NRE talking. I just thought hey, life is too short not to follow your heart.
It's one of my faults. I get committed too deep, too fast. All I can do is hope that Roxanne can forgive me for my faults, cause I have a lot of them, and this was one of them.
Odd place to be. Just a month ago none of this would have troubled me. Not even a little. I didn't think I was a great catch, and I didn't need anyone new in my life. But now I need Roxanne. Suddenly I am very vulnerable to her in that way.