Trapped in The Head of The Bourka Bee Goddess
I'm blogging from Grey's for the first time. I don't know if that has any real significance, but, well, here I am. I came over last night and crept into the warmth of his bed (which is in a tent draped with many colors and textures of fabric, affording a nice Arabian Nights feel) and we watched CSI (I like the one with Ted Danson) and fucked and ate pizza and then I slept hard, hard, hard. Had my usual nightmare of being back in school. This time I had to share a desk with the meanest girl from my (real life) junior high, who wanted to know all about this fascinating transition I was going through.
Worried about everything.
Unable to get in touch with Chris at all, unless we run into each other at home -- his phone broke and he hasn't gotten a new one yet, or hasn't let me know about it at any rate. I expect he will, but there was also the little problem of our bank account suddenly going into the negative because of a huge unexpected car insurance autodraft that came through, so he may not have been able to purchase one yet. It feels so weird to be out of touch with him, as if we are now living in totally separate worlds. (I could call the restaurant when I know he'll be there, but I never do that unless it's an emergency, as they are so busy.)
Worried about everything. Did I mention that already? Worried and scared. Where will we all be this time next year?
Worried about everything.
Unable to get in touch with Chris at all, unless we run into each other at home -- his phone broke and he hasn't gotten a new one yet, or hasn't let me know about it at any rate. I expect he will, but there was also the little problem of our bank account suddenly going into the negative because of a huge unexpected car insurance autodraft that came through, so he may not have been able to purchase one yet. It feels so weird to be out of touch with him, as if we are now living in totally separate worlds. (I could call the restaurant when I know he'll be there, but I never do that unless it's an emergency, as they are so busy.)
Worried about everything. Did I mention that already? Worried and scared. Where will we all be this time next year?