Monday, January 02, 2006



Got way too drunk last night, and stayed over at the boy's house. That's what happens when you eat literally nothing all day, then go out and do shots, I guess.

When I woke up this morning, he was gone. Like, he left the house completely and didn't even wake me up to say goodbye. And it was only 9 a.m. I found that fairly maddening, in exactly the way he always is.

I went home fuming. Then he called a couple hours later. He said he just wanted to check on me, make sure I got home okay. The gesture dulled my anger, but didn't really make me happy with him.

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