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I feel naked. I'm not, but I feel that way because my necklace is gone. It's not anything expensive. It's not some precious family trinket handed down through the generations. No one special gave it to me. It's mine and right now it's somewhere in Minnesota.

I really don't like waiting. Further more I really don't like waiting for undefined periods of time. The girl is in Minnesota and that feels like a long ways away right now. I know that it will only be a matter of weeks before she's supposed to get back into town but as I may have mentioned before; I hate waiting.

What exactly is it about girls that get us guys all twisted up? Guys will do the craziest shit and they'll do it all in the name of some chick. He'll gladly take her pain and make it his own just so he doesn't have to see her suffer. He'll do the most unexpected thing and if you ask him why he did it, he'll tell you he doesn't know but deep down inside he's knows that it's all her fault. It's her fault because the site of her in the morning reminds him that the world is a beautiful place. It's her fault because she's the only one who really understands him. It's her fault because of the way she smells; because she's got this smile that God himself couldn't resist. It's her fault because she has the whole universe trapped in her eyes. Damn them.

Have I mentioned that I hate waiting.