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Because I'm Silly That Way . . .
Aug. 27th, 2007 10:15 pmInspired by Neil Gaiman's latest journal entry, as syndicated here, I went and made a quick and dirty macro.
Because it just had to be done.
Actually saw Mr. TBH face to face for the first time since July. We'd already had The Big Talk over the phone last week, so we were able to talk about other things. I gave him back some things of his and I got my camera back from him. It was nice to be able to embrace him and sort of discharge all that yearning energy.
No, I'm still not over him. Not completely, not yet. I go back and forth between moments of genuine okayness and moments of "ow ow ow motherfucking OW!" (I told him as much. He said he knew the feeling.) But the moments of okayness are longer and more sustained and the moments of "OW!" I try to let happen and not struggle against.
Dragon*Con is a few days away, and something tells me I won't be lacking for male attention when I get there. I'm not entirely sure how I'll handle it. But we'll see.
Coming down with a cold. Yuck. Swilling down loads of fluids in the hopes of flushing it out as quickly as possible. On my way to bed now.
Today I took pleasure in the sharp, sweet taste of cold Sunny Delight.
Today I learned what a pain in the neck it can be to buy Pseudoephedrine in this day and age.
Because it just had to be done.
Actually saw Mr. TBH face to face for the first time since July. We'd already had The Big Talk over the phone last week, so we were able to talk about other things. I gave him back some things of his and I got my camera back from him. It was nice to be able to embrace him and sort of discharge all that yearning energy.
No, I'm still not over him. Not completely, not yet. I go back and forth between moments of genuine okayness and moments of "ow ow ow motherfucking OW!" (I told him as much. He said he knew the feeling.) But the moments of okayness are longer and more sustained and the moments of "OW!" I try to let happen and not struggle against.
Dragon*Con is a few days away, and something tells me I won't be lacking for male attention when I get there. I'm not entirely sure how I'll handle it. But we'll see.
Coming down with a cold. Yuck. Swilling down loads of fluids in the hopes of flushing it out as quickly as possible. On my way to bed now.
Today I took pleasure in the sharp, sweet taste of cold Sunny Delight.
Today I learned what a pain in the neck it can be to buy Pseudoephedrine in this day and age.
