…and I jizzed in my pants.

Needless to say, I cannot wait til March.

Was in Big Lots today, rummaging around the DVD racks for cheap movies. Picked up a copy of Gattaca (hoorah!), and some random anime:

Handfasting fell apart because I should really learn to not trust friends so recklessly… especially when they’ll make it feel like your fault for trying to dance around their schedule for an event that has nothing to do with them at all. In a fit of disappointed rage, my phone got all nice and destroyed upside a wall. So now I’m using an old L7 that only halfway works, desperately trying to find a cheap phone/mp3 player that uses an M2 chip. This isn’t looking promising. I also ran a stoplight and a stop sign, for being so pleasantly distracted. And I felt horrible about this, until I checked my email and found that Kev missed his connection from Charlotte to Tampa for about the same reasons. Now I feel horrible about that instead
Well, not really horrible. I just know how much I always hated being stuck between places under such circumstances, giving you the “why did I even attempt leaving” brand of emo and blah.

All these major snafus aside… well, you can imagine, right? I had a wonderful time doing mostly nothing… just being close, and laughing, and holding, and staring, smiling, loving, driving. We did manage to hold to a few of our plans, one being OMFG DAET NITE AT TEH MOVIEZ, watching the new X-Files movie. It was a good movie, but it was more like “A Plot That Just Happens To Have Mulder and Scully In It”. There was one part that absolutely terrified me, but it had nothing to do with the oogah-boogah plot. Hah.

I just… god. This isn’t fun. I do not like the “being ripped from your side” deal that comes with all this. I want him back… here… now. Or me there. Anywhere. Him need want augh. And if this schedule is reading right… it might be another two months before I get time off. And that, my friends, fucking blows. Can’t say I’m happy about that at all…

But, at least, I should be able to swing the cost without problems. Student loans rawk. And with classes kicking in so soon, I don’t have much time to dwell and be emo. Hopefully staying busy with classes will make the time go by faster than the slow-drag between my last visit and his. Crazy how the shortest wait felt like the longest… urgh.

Anyhow, I am hungry. And tired. And sore. I think I ought to choke some food down and lie down. SIGH.

So I go out for dindin with the folks.
We go to Golden Corral.
And it’s all, you know, Golden Corral.
I can’t believe people really eat at places like that.
I was also amused by the fact that what SHOULD have been healthier choices were packed with either butter or bacon grease.  But I had a fat slice of red velvet caek, so I’m most definitely NOT bitching about it.

In other news, I finally picked up The Silence of the Lambs and Hannibal tonight.  Five bucks at Big Lots, man.  Not apiece, for both.  In a pretty box.  It’s a box set.  For five bucks.  Yes!  Yes!!