Gena/Finn (5 page)

hey. i have kind of an obnoxious question.

Shoot

i had a ridiculously shitty night, can you draw me a picture of like...jake on a llama or something.

On a llama??

I mean, I guess. The heart wants what it wants, right?

Also, here's the
Mad World
picture. It's supposed to be the part where Jake asks if he's crazy.

What happened? Was it LaCrosse?

ohhhhh my god it's gorgeous. llama picture is officially optional because my heart has been TOO SHATTERED BY THIS TO APPRECIATE IT ANYWAY. gaaah crazy jake, come to my arms. i don't know how i ever make myself write about anything else. Seeing jake like that was just...god. some of the best acting zack's ever done, if you ask me. he just NAILED it. and i'm just like MORE MORE MORE please. if i were in charge of the show it would be such a problem for anyone who wanted, like, plot.

in fact it was. kind of. it's complicated. he sent me this long string of emails trying to get me to come over and then he called me crying about how he's still in love with me and like...do you ever get the feeling that there's something just so fucking CHILDISH about being in love? i feel too old for this shit, or maybe just too old for this high school version of it. i'm just ready to get up and move on, but apparently, as i was told this morning (while gathering my clothes off his floor, hooray willpower), that makes me a heartless bitch!

but...i don't know. i honestly don't think i care that he loves me or whether or not i like him, so maybe i am a heartless bitch.

sorry for shitting my life all over your morning. you at work? am i interrupting? don't get fired for drawing llama pictures.

I'm a barista, and I'm off today. I wouldn't be drawing at work, I'd be kowtowing and pouring drinks like a wage slave.

Do I ever get the feeling there's something childish about being in love...

I've been with my boyfriend (his name is Charlie and he's a lovely person) for three years now, and “in love” doesn't feel like an event anymore. I honestly don't remember what it felt like when this was new. I adore Charlie, and I'm pretty sure he's the proverbial One (I think, maybe, probably) but being in a relationship at this stage is like being enrolled in something. I've signed up for Charlie. And it's not that I regret it or anything, but he's not likely to be moved to tears by anything having to do with me.

And neither am I.

I don't know if that's mature or just sad.

i don't think it's sad. maybe you guys still have that fairy tale moment yet to come. you walk down the stairs in the ball gown, he turns around and his face lights up...i'm not even totally kidding about this is the ridiculous part. i'm like the childish pot calling the childish kettle black here. i don't know. i don't believe in a cute boy in the next dorm but i believe in going to a ball and getting swept off my feet. maybe i've seen dirty dancing too many times. the hazards of being a rich jewish girl.

wish i were off today. i have a french oral report. i cannot wait to never take french again. what did you major in? sorry if i'm being weird and interrogatory. i can shut up.

--eve

You're fine.

I majored in art history. Call me if you need an analysis of a mosaic; otherwise I'm not good for much and neither is my bank account. I'd do it again, though. The thing about a useless degree is that you get to stop worrying about competition and relative success (it so doesn't matter at all whether my classmates understand Cimabue better than I do) and just learn stuff you're interested in.

What's your double major in? No, let me guess—law and medicine. You'll be the world's foremost forensic lawyer. Or doctor immune to lawsuits.

...Okay, here's the llama picture. I put Tyler and Evanson in there too just for laughs. DO NOT POST THIS ANYWHERE. For your eyes only.