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Saturday, April 2, 2005

April Showers

Today has been a rather gloomy, drizzly day. I got up and ran to class which thankfully let out early. YEY! Then I came home to go out shopping w/ J. I didn't find anything of interest, unless you count kitty litter (I know, it's important to Kira).

We ended up wandering around the mall...Which without much incident, until....J and I were talking about one of his friends who is in a new relationship. He was saying how they just can't seem to see enough of each other. He said it's probably because they are horny. So I said "Why aren't you all excited to come over and see me." Then he said, "I can have that any time I want." With that, I realized we were just like an old married couple. I also started to feel taken for granted.

What do you think I should think of that? I'm no longer the prize to be won, and more or less like an appliance in the kitchen...there when you need it. Oy! If I had enough energy I would fight about it, but right now. . I'm pooped! (yes, still)

I hardly feel like my old self lately. I have next to no energy. The only thing I can really concentrate on is school or work. BLAH.. this blows!

1 Comments:

At 4/04/2005 9:27 PM, Blogger honeykbee's whiny, bitch-ass comment is...

it can be a really special time when you're comfortable and confident enough in a relationship to say things like that. Of course, the he usually will fart.

 

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