April

I have said it many times, human females are baffling. April is a girl I have gotten emotionally involved with in a way I never thought possible. She intrigues me, sometimes frustrates me, and always excites me. Of course, April, like all women, is completely unpredictable. This unpredictability is also exciting and frustrating.

Ever since I've been back, April has wanted to spend more time together. I believe the phrase she used was "pick back up where we left off." I was very happy to oblige and return to my normal human routine. This presented a problem, however, because I found that my new duties as alien ambassador to the local government kept interfering with that normalcy, and we both had different ideas of what "pick back up where we left off" meant. For me, it seemed, it was that I was taking April for granted.

I would never insult April in such a way as to truly take her for granted, but as I have explained, I am not good with human emotions, so I can only surmise how it would appear that way. So, my sister, always one to interfere in my business, insisted that I plan a long romantic weekend with April to "recapture the romance" as she said.

I suspect my sister had an ulterior motive in getting me out of the house for the weekend, but in the end, it did not matter. Last weekend was amazing.

With Madison's help, I planned it all out. Romantic dinner, breakfast in bed, day at the beach, a night at the Magic Castle (another topic I will have to cover later, the human concept of magic is interesting), Sunday brunch, and of course shopping. Apparently, I am also still good at the sex. There was quite a bit of that. Well, there was more than normal. Not excessively more. Still, we were good at it.

April, who also reads this blog and sometimes proofreads my words, has just expressed to me that though it is "cute" that I still stumble over explaining sex, I do not need to talk about it so much. There are other places on the internet to go for that sort of thing. So, that is all I am allowed to talk about our sex life. It is good, though. Yes, April confirmed that.

My sister is also asking me to refrain from talking about my sex life. I have since informed her that, in a way, it was all her idea. She did not seem pleased with that retort.

So, Our romantic weekend was a success. I seem to have patched things up with April, and I have every intention of keeping that romance alive. I could not be happier about it. This is the one thing about being human that simultaneously intrigues and baffles me the most. I understand cooking. I can grasp the formulas of ingredients and the pleasure of tasting a good dish. Romance still baffles me. I can say that I do love April. As much as an alien such as myself can understand love, I do.

Of course, now I have friends and colleagues constantly telling me to "lock that down," whatever that means.