back it up, back it up! you got it! you got it!
so at the moment. im sipping on champagne and thinking of khale. guh. this is so pointless. i get these fantasies where he just comes and knocks on my door, begging and pleading for me to love him and take him back . really lame on my part. i think somehow i'll always love him. but i need to learn to let go to the point where i dont think about him constantly. its hard. im learning.
travis and i have been having Family Guy marathons for the past two evenings. we ate mcdonalds for dinner. quite classy. aha. i took him back to his apartment and then came home to do more laundry. i think he might be sleeping over tonight. he's wonderful. he treats me like a princess and i cant help but love the attention. i love working with him, even though we have to act like professionals and have to pretty much act like we're only acquaintences. its alright. i dont mind. i stay busy enough that i dont have time to hang around him. i just bitch at him to get my food out and he makes me look good- hence, great tips. sometimes its kinda nice having the head chef as your almost-sort of -boyfriend.
things are going really well. except i wish i could stop drinking.