Monday, August 8, 2011
And, The Feeling That It's All a Lot of Oysters, But No Pearls
(Please forgive this post, as it was written under major duress. Two in the Morning listening to really depressing songs. Sometimes, it's the only thing to do.)
Two. More. Weeks. That's how much longer I have to be without my man. This is getting really old. The weekends fly by so damn fast, then I have to watch him drive away from me again. It might be the most depressing sight on earth at the moment. That, and the empty spot in my bed where he should be.
So, I'll do Man Candy tomorrow, when I'm feeling up to it. But, for now, I wallow. *Bleh*