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It's 5 in the bloody morning and I'm happily eating maccas in bed and watching Friends. I think I'm putting on weight. I asked Jas today if I was, he said "yes.. Actually no, but all the food you're eating has to go somewhere" He says the cutest things. "I never ever use moisturiser but I see you put until so shiok, I also want to try" bloody effing cute la! And when asked to tell me a bedtime story about ponies and butterflies, he says, "Jason bought a pony then a butterfly. The end." :) it's been a good couple of weeks staying with the boy.. Now that he's back in camp it's gotten a tad lonely.. It's almost strange that I can't reach my hand out to hold his or insist that my feet are on top of his cause I want to "hold legs". I actually think I'm gonna miss him waking me up in the morning as well.. Seriously, no one's as patient as he is with me in the morning.. If you thought I was a bitch, you haven't seen me in the morning.. I put even Oscar the Grouch to shame.. But he's ever so patient, giving in to my every whim and fancy, which I really do appreciate.
Ok I'm gonna end rather abruptly cause i'm falling asleep. Night world.
Note to self(and Jas): buy new quilts.
Dont think dirty. It's been a cold couple of nights and the current blanket doesn't keep us warm enough and I have a strange habit of not being able to sleep unless my aircon's 22 deg or colder.. So even though I'm cold as hell, I'd put on socks, stack up on the layers, bury my self in the sheets, but my temperature has to remain. Yes, I'm quite the oddball. It's like my other idiosyncrasy of having to see sunlight for more than 4 hours a day or I get majorly depressed. Well, hey! At least I'm interesting!
Ok goodnight for real now.
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