juju33

Someone explain to me why I can spend the afternoon in the arms of someone who totally adores me, who shows me all the time how much he adores me and I spend the whole time wishing my friend with the perpetually broken dialing finger would just pick up the phone. Why is this true, and when am I going to just get over it and realize he is never going to call?

In other news, when I don't think about him, I am very happy. Life remains pretty f'ing good. My new boy is adorable. My wonderful wife sent us to a hotel this weekend so we could enjoy the first time we made love. It was great. She is great. I la la la la love everyone!