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Monday, November 08, 2004
Me, Myself and Moi
Moi and a book in Borders, Louisville, KY. Things are getting better, and so am I. Jason and I are doing okay, though I kind of see the whole Friends thing as a good reason to keep fighting over issues from before. Although, it's a good time for us both to get stuff off our chests and yell about things without having to worry about getting into a fight or breaking up. Because, well, that's already happened. It's still hard not seeing him as much anymore; having him around at my house or me over at his place. We still talk sometimes, but every now and then I have to hold myself back from picking up the phone to call because I don't want to seem too needy or desperate. Even though we all know I am. I miss telling him all the mundane details about my days, letting him know where I am, knowing where he is and how his days have been...because, you know, friends don't really do that. Things that have been helping to make this all better: - Late dinner at East Side Mario's (mmm, all-you-can-eat garlic bread) - Watching Jerry Maguire (except at the sappy parts that made me mushy inside) - Getting 100% on one of my midterms (I surprised myself with that one) - Spending more time with my roomie (and her boyfriend (but not when they get cuddly)) - Arrowroot baby cookies (yum) - Sunny days (even though I'm stuck inside doing work, and I'm still behind!) |
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