Dec 05, 2004 22:56
This sucks. Not enough princess-fairy tale movies, Sex and the City or home design programs can take my mind off my boy. I hate that he's not here and even worse, I hate this feeling I have because he's gone. The yucky feeling in the pit of my stomach. Maybe that's how I know he is the one.
I wonder if I could tell his boss no more business trips, he he. He has to stay here with me. Reverse the rolls and be the controlling girlfriend, ha ha. Right.
I wonder how slowly this week will go by without him. What did do before we got together? I must have had some sort of life, right? I think it was going out with the girls looking for guys who could be the one. Now there's no reason to look for that anymore, because I already have mine. Friday night's girls night out was pretty much a disaster, so it's easy to see why Sadon would rather stay in than go out, too, for example.
So I picked up my CDs so I could start making collections for my mom and sis for Christmas, and so far I've got quite a collection of music to burn. Now I just need to pick up some blank CDs and go at it. I'd like to make labels too so they know what's on each, and get a CD case to keep them all in. I hope they realize how much time and effort I'm putting into it and though it doesn't look like much, it's something they can keep forever. Because music never dies.