I'm a wackjob!

I haven't slept in 4 days now. So bare with me here, I shouldnt actually blog, or talk to people when A: I havent slept or B: I have been drinking but here goes it.

I met Alex on a Scavenger hunt where one of the tasks was I had to makeout with a stranger. So we exchanged numbers and Yes i WAS intoxicated.
I do believe in Fate and love at first sight. Even if my sight was impared. I was his booty call on July 16th and We have been inseparable ever since. Either the sex was that good or he is an idiot. We have issues, we arent perfect but we do have perfect love.For the first time I feel  like I matter to somebody.
I am passionate, and that makes me a bit high strung, paranoid and a raving lunatic at times. I have issues but they make me who I am! And by societies standards a complete wackjob.
I love red wine, and a filthy martini.
I have this crazy neurotic OCD with numbers and dates. It haunts me, and it pisses other people off.  I like things in order. and No I cannot sit in a restaurant without fixing the sugar packets so they are all the same way. I am a tweaker when it comes to organzing certain things, others are a big cluster**** but it all makes sense to me. So there is a little piece of me.
Oh and thank you Daisy for having your birthday on that day at that perfect time.