love, actually
it has been a year. still not accepting american phone calls.
this bothers me. i miss jesse. etc.
anyway. i've lost over 8 pounds since i moved here. i run around a lot at work. and i have a lot of sex. and i'm so in love i can barely contain myself. even still. even tonight, after four days of my cold and robin's almost insulting efforts to avoid contracting it. we're not allowed to kiss. however i think the lack is actually negatively affecting his pool playing, because tonight we played 7 games and he only won 4. i bitterly enjoy this.
i love him, guys. to pieces. i have very few outlets for this exasperating and overwhelming and utterly mind-boggling sentiment.
to those who might understand (aside from lukas, who has already thoroughly enjoyed this fact): i purchased the"phantoms" dvd yesterday. someone needs to know whether or not affleck really was the bomb in it.
i have made effort upon effort to contact my boss today. in any normal job, this would mean calling work and hoping he might respond. in my world, it means texting him requesting that he calls me when he gets over his hangover, as well as calling his pseudo-girlfriend who got so drunk they weren't allowed in to an expensive concert together friday night and asking her to please locate his drunk ass. see, we're friends these days. i guess you can't help but become friends with someone when in a night of drunken insanity you're making out with your boyfriend and turn around to see your boss 100% naked with two young females gyrating above him.
anyway i want to find out how much, if any, time i can get off of work around the holidays. i still haven't met my youngest nephew, who will be 6 months old by christmas, and the older one is practically speaking in sentences and i've never heard him more than gurgle. i work in retail. christmas time is not the easiest time to request off. i'm hoping the fact that i know all of my boss's secrets will create an opportunity for me. if not, robin has suggested, "tell them to fuck themselves and get another job after the holidays."
sounds nice. but unlike robin i have no savings and therefore would be in a bit of a situation. but i can't stay here under any circumstances as robin and carole are going to england for christmas... geo will be going back to georgia and revery will be in cuba. empty house at christmas = not so much my thing.
and i miss my sister. and ever since i've been this crazily in love i think we've actually gotten closer. it's so nice. i miss her.
i can see my heartbeat in my belly. is this normal? i'm pretty sure it is, as it's happened many times before. probably right now accentuated by the fact that i'm wearing nothing but a thong. i so look forward to the day when my naked or near-naked wanderings don't have to be confined to one room. i just want to live in a huge place with my man and the dog he refuses to admit we're going to get.
and for god's sake.... i want to owe the hendersons a dinner.
this bothers me. i miss jesse. etc.
anyway. i've lost over 8 pounds since i moved here. i run around a lot at work. and i have a lot of sex. and i'm so in love i can barely contain myself. even still. even tonight, after four days of my cold and robin's almost insulting efforts to avoid contracting it. we're not allowed to kiss. however i think the lack is actually negatively affecting his pool playing, because tonight we played 7 games and he only won 4. i bitterly enjoy this.
i love him, guys. to pieces. i have very few outlets for this exasperating and overwhelming and utterly mind-boggling sentiment.
to those who might understand (aside from lukas, who has already thoroughly enjoyed this fact): i purchased the"phantoms" dvd yesterday. someone needs to know whether or not affleck really was the bomb in it.
i have made effort upon effort to contact my boss today. in any normal job, this would mean calling work and hoping he might respond. in my world, it means texting him requesting that he calls me when he gets over his hangover, as well as calling his pseudo-girlfriend who got so drunk they weren't allowed in to an expensive concert together friday night and asking her to please locate his drunk ass. see, we're friends these days. i guess you can't help but become friends with someone when in a night of drunken insanity you're making out with your boyfriend and turn around to see your boss 100% naked with two young females gyrating above him.
anyway i want to find out how much, if any, time i can get off of work around the holidays. i still haven't met my youngest nephew, who will be 6 months old by christmas, and the older one is practically speaking in sentences and i've never heard him more than gurgle. i work in retail. christmas time is not the easiest time to request off. i'm hoping the fact that i know all of my boss's secrets will create an opportunity for me. if not, robin has suggested, "tell them to fuck themselves and get another job after the holidays."
sounds nice. but unlike robin i have no savings and therefore would be in a bit of a situation. but i can't stay here under any circumstances as robin and carole are going to england for christmas... geo will be going back to georgia and revery will be in cuba. empty house at christmas = not so much my thing.
and i miss my sister. and ever since i've been this crazily in love i think we've actually gotten closer. it's so nice. i miss her.
i can see my heartbeat in my belly. is this normal? i'm pretty sure it is, as it's happened many times before. probably right now accentuated by the fact that i'm wearing nothing but a thong. i so look forward to the day when my naked or near-naked wanderings don't have to be confined to one room. i just want to live in a huge place with my man and the dog he refuses to admit we're going to get.
and for god's sake.... i want to owe the hendersons a dinner.