What day are we on?
OK (deep breath): Day 8. Fifty-two more to go.
I've been trying to think of something else that entertained me today, so I can blog about something besides this IDIOT! This ASSHOLE! Who has professed his eternal love, then dumped my ass! I think 8 days is plenty! I should hate his guts by now!
I miss him.
Or I miss something.
One of my friends said today that I'm missing a fantasy. Am I missing feelings, rather than missing a person?
Argh... I need to re-focus. Tomorrow.... Anything to look forward to tomorrow? Getting my hair done. Girls on the Run. Uh...