Poor Kevin. There's been much socialization going on, and minimal cuddling after my mom got pissed at me for the fact that we took a nap together (Most couples, when faced with a bedroom alone, parents gone, would make out. We fall asleep. We are elderly). So yeah. I feel rather bad for dragging him over here for such little actual time together.
My grandfather's 80th birthday was Friday, so the party was today (er, technically yesterday. It's early in the morning now). This means I spent the evening saying "Hi, yes, it's fine, they're pretty easy so far; no, haven't met any people yet; UT at San Antonio; I live in the campus apartments; this is Kevin; [excuse for leaving]"
I need a shirt with that on it. Then I wouldn't have had to talk.
Note to self, this is pretty.
I think I will now go take advantage of the fact that it is late and my parents do not roam the halls to go curl up next to Kevin for a while.