you are my only, my only one
January 24, 2004 @ 3:43 p.m.
I'm sleepy and unwanting to do anything worthwhile, which is not good considering I'm at work. I've read some Hemingway but I'm bored with it, as I get bored with pretty much everything nowadays.
Aaron left a voice mail on my cell phone saying that he was in Colorado Springs and he would talk to me Monday when he got back in. I'm glad that he called; I was worried about him, although I shouldn't have been, and hearing that he's having a good time has assuaged my fears. I miss him, though. I'm insanely bored without him. My Saturday night looks to be much like last night was: half-heartedly making my way through homework, putzing around online, and perhaps a Horatio Hornblower DVD if I allow myself the pleasure.
And, of course, coughing and sneezing, and ridiculous amounts of water being passed through my system.
God, I'm just a giant bucket of fun.
Feeling: boring, and bored.
Listening to: Yellowcard's "Only One" is in my head
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