This could be a long one....

Thats what she said btw...Anyway, been an extremely long and extremely interesting time since I last posted anything here. Obviously a lot has happened and I write all this (strangely inspired at 2:30am) with a great deal of excitement coursing through me. Alright, events in chronological order since last post (I'm assuming I remember what I put in the last post, and am gonna start from somewhere I think I haven't written down yet.) Alright, I'll start with my trip to Florida and go from there. My friend Chris, now attending Full Sail University, was headed off to college and another friend, Charles, and I accompanied him and his parents on the trip. A week of new apartment hijinks ensued and I may have broken down at the loss of a great friend. Sad really...(You'll see later in this post why karma seems to be on my side in this one). Anyway, shortly after returning to Virginia, Laura returned from her trip to France, and within days we'd broken up (again, sad story, but just wait, it gets better). My apparent new best friend, Ian, invited me over in my time of grief, and whilst temporarily living in his basement, his mom offered me a house-sitting job (Which im currently doing). I accepted (obviously) and proceeded through the month mundanely, excluding my trip to VCU orientation, awaiting something, anything, to break the repetition. I looked forward to college as a means of escaping the recent trials I'd endured (as most my age would). Then, while preparing for my long week of house-sitting and dog-watching, Ian, Dixon (Ian's brother), and I were all together in the basement when Ian left his computer unattended and his Facebook chat negligently open. Being the mischievous, yet devilishly charming, man that I am, I took it upon my self to ask casually the stranger on the other side of the interweb (as Ian still mind you), "Wanna fuck?" After discovering that I was not actually Ian, my new friend, Rachael, and I had an hour long conversation consisting of stalker-esque banter and inappropriately timed winks. This dialogue was concluded with a convincing argument from myself (with a small amount of persuasion from Dixon) that led to Rachael coming to visit the Cashwells' house, simply to meet this mysterious, oddly creepy, but strangely enthralling stranger (Me). The experience that followed was a bit awkward, as my online persona is a slight deviation from my actual personality, and breaking the ice in the physical world actually requires a but more courage and natural confidence (Luckily those traits are easy to build over a relatively small amount of time). Following this awkward meeting of two perfect strangers, Rachael and I had the pleasure of getting to know each other through the comfort of the internet over the next few days (While still on the job, with Ian and Dixon no longer helping, being safely away in North Carolina). When I felt a certain level of comfort had been reached between the two of us, I invited Rachael out in an attempt to see if anything more could be made of this newfound friendship. To my pleasant surprise, Rachael and I fit very well together and have now been officially dating for, well, two days (Keep in mind this all happened within the last 6-7 days).
To reflect on all that has happened within the past two months, I've found that the saying that I tend to find overused actually has moments where it applies perfectly, "Everything happens for a reason"
I fear that this single post will take up more than any previous one has, and possibly the entire page, so I'll leave my loyal reader(s) with these words of wisdom, "I don't care how normal you think you are, crazy most certainly is a constant condition"