woes with a lot of snow on 2007-03-01

I may have hurt Becca's feelings. She wanted to stay over last night. Just in case the storm got bad(which didn't roll in til around 5 this morning).

And I know I could have said yes, but something just didn't feel right about the matter.

1. I just moved in to this place.
2. What would Kyle think? Probably not an issue, but I should discuss it, at least with my roommate. He didn't even come home, anyway.
3. As good as things are progressing. Although, I might not be the sharpest tool in the shed when it comes to these kind of things. I only want us to take this possibly slower than lets say, we get into one of those "oh shit" moments where we're standing around the bathroom wondering if a stick is going to turn pink or blue or something.

And in spite of having a regular size bed in a rather small room of my own, I like stretching out all over the place when I sleep. Especially, when I know this morning is going to be hell getting to work. Blowing snow. Digging my car out of the parking lot.

Of course, it did not help to have a dream where I was sleeping on top of Steph most of the night. I swear it was like she was in the mattress.

I promised I'd call Becca this morning. Better do it.