I am cold. On the inside, out. It's going to be a LONG fucking winter. I am worried about Jimmy. I still have not heard from him in a few day's. I'm worried mostly because of his hand. I can't remember when his surgery's are supposed to be. I think he's probably been staying with his mom because he can't use his hand what so ever. The poor thing. I've been paranoid that I did something and he's avoiding me. I really don't think that anymore. He left on good terms and told me we were a "commited couple" right before he left. I think not hearing from him is because of his injury. The poor thing has no skin on his hand. They had to remove skin from his leg and put it on his hand. He has to have 2 more surgeries at least. He can't move it at all. He showed it to me and you can see the bone. UGH...my poor baby. I am so worried about him though. I wish he would just call me. I am supposed to see him tomorrow. We're also supposed to have a big snow storm tomorrow as well though. I want to see him, I miss him bunches. He is a great guy. I know in the pit of my stomach this has to do with his medical problems and he's not blowing me off. We get along way too well. The way he looks at me so adoringly as well. Uh, a dream man! I miss you Jimmy!!!
