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Have been in functioning relationship with sensible adult male for 16 months and counting. How on earth?
Pity I'm unemployed. And I feel uncomfortable because my housemate is having a barbecue; I wonder if I should hide in my room and read things. With my new glasses. I look like a librarian.
I wish Andrew was here. It's boring being by myself. I don't even know if he's coming home this weekend, so I have nothing to look forward to. Found myself idly looking at flights and holiday cottages yesterday, perhaps that tells me something. It'd be good to just fly off somewhere and not have to worry about jobs and whether Andrew will soon be going away for a long time. At least I know he'll be in the UK for the next couple of months, which is comforting even if I only see him every couple of weeks. Although not being able to speak to him, and knowing he's only 9 miles away from where I am now, is probably the most frustrating feeling I've ever had.
I have a tendency to say I'm going to do things and then talk myself out of them. I was just about to write "I might go up the coastal path and watch his Ship bobbing around in the sunshine" but realistically I know I won't do it. So what's the point? I have no one to walk with.
I'm actually in a much better mood than the impression I'm giving off... I'm just bored. So I'll be off then.
Pity I'm unemployed. And I feel uncomfortable because my housemate is having a barbecue; I wonder if I should hide in my room and read things. With my new glasses. I look like a librarian.
I wish Andrew was here. It's boring being by myself. I don't even know if he's coming home this weekend, so I have nothing to look forward to. Found myself idly looking at flights and holiday cottages yesterday, perhaps that tells me something. It'd be good to just fly off somewhere and not have to worry about jobs and whether Andrew will soon be going away for a long time. At least I know he'll be in the UK for the next couple of months, which is comforting even if I only see him every couple of weeks. Although not being able to speak to him, and knowing he's only 9 miles away from where I am now, is probably the most frustrating feeling I've ever had.
I have a tendency to say I'm going to do things and then talk myself out of them. I was just about to write "I might go up the coastal path and watch his Ship bobbing around in the sunshine" but realistically I know I won't do it. So what's the point? I have no one to walk with.
I'm actually in a much better mood than the impression I'm giving off... I'm just bored. So I'll be off then.