i don't blame you

life is strange ain't it? how could i have been so happy a mere hour and half ago only to have it turn a hard 180 on me?

let's focus on the happy for now...

he is lovely, and oh so cute! with his faces and his music and his strumming on his guitar in bed (in a very non cliched way)

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"play me something"
"what do you want to hear?"
"anything, just put a lot of love in it"
(johnny guitar, 1954)
~~~~~

there, now that was very theraputic.

for some reason i can't go to any of the following sites, google, imdb, wikipedia (oh and hotmail but no one cares about that). so that leaves me with the only option of youtubing it up like mad or blogging constantly. neither very productive, and i know what you're thinking, but no i'm not getting off my lappy. i need it for the cancer inducing warmth.

sleeping is a much more enjoyable activity when enjoyed with other people, well, person. we've been spending every available hour together and still i miss him to bits. is that normal?