The beloved came up last night. Er. This morning? Whatever. We watched MTV on mute and talked a lot and she is currently at work but will be back tonight and will be here all tomorrow. Yay!

I need some more sleep. I slept through my alarm earlier, so I didn’t get to say goodbye to her. I actually only got up because I had to pee, and then I saw the time and realized she was gone and decided to put out the trash and check email and now I’m cooking a burger and I think after I eat I will play something while I digest, and then? Napping. Oh, yes.

So, looks like Glory will not be visiting next month, after all? Bah, haven’t gotten to talk her, hopefully its just the result of a fight that, while sucking, could still be resolved. I’m scared and sort of reluctant to meet her, ’cause I just think people will stop liking me, but. I want to hug her. And that requires in-personness, so I’m trying to get over it, and. Yeah. Rambling, sorry.

I have “These Boots…” in my head. Which is, um. Mmm. But, really, a small price to pay for that video, yo. Dayumn. And y’know, if Joe Simpson’s disturbing comments on Jessica’s attributes is what gets us her wet and wiggly in a string bikini, then I say god bless America, and YAY, INCEST!