two days: nothing but smiles.
day three: about half and half.
but i guess i always anticipate the worst. i am just fortunate enough to say that i got to wonderful days of smiles. even made joel smile too. moving i guess is going to be much harder than i thought. things that i was told in the begining that sounded too good to be true... well they are.
i made the couch today... *sigh* it looks odd with the pillows back on it. the mikey mosh construction paper cut out is still on the wall. weezer winamps are cool. i don't want to take it down. miss you mike.
smiles are good thougths. you're a good thought. (you know who you are... wouldn't want to say your name and get more people mad)
oh wait... thats right. i forgot that i don't care what they think... damn hookers.
for two days straight and still every day, each time i thought of joel i smiled. just "glowed" as it was put. he makes me smile. the best place in the world is in his arms. not only does the fact that he is amazing and so awesome make me smile but seth just appeared in my store yesterday. i looked up and he was there.
its so awesome to want to see a certain person you haven't seen in a week and you don't think they are coming home this weekend and POOF, there's your pokEmon.
seth made me giddy. big lots is bad ass with one of your best friends by your side. industrial sized rice crispy treats are yummy. ("try me - i'm yummy") i wouldn't shut up about joel and i was over hyper giddy. then the reality of only 3 hours of sleep hit and i was drained.
seth and i attened a candle light thingy when he came home. "Proud to be an amercian" made a tear fall. i was once again told that i am a cool person cause i'm me. *smiles* its always good to hear a compliment.
last night with mike. even wegmans can be fun if surrounded by your best friends. bean bag conversations rule. i love hearing his voice.
came home alseep. stayed up to cuddle. was woke at 9am by mikey. hurt to see his stuff in the hallway. hurts my eyes to think about it. he forgot some stuff... drove out to give it him. said last goodbye. took a deep breathe and smiled. so proud of him.
came back and crawled into bed. my pillow still smells like you. i wish that smell would never go away.
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