I ate breakfast this morning wary of how I feel. My stomach feels fine so maybe it was just the pizza that threw my stomach off yesterday. It might have something to do with working out, drinking all that water, and then being a pig faced piggy when it came to the pizza.
I feel fine this morning. There’s a tinge of sadness there. It’s been 9 days now since I last heard from her. I’m hoping she’ll call today. I tried last night but I’m not sure if it rang because it did a weird disconnect thing, I think that’s on her end but it could be my phone. I’m not worried about it. I dream of her a lot in so many ways. I can’t wait.
I will be sending this letter off Tuesday, I haven’t finished it yet just in case she calls. She should get it by the first of October and I’m sure she’ll love it. I’m also bidding on two cute shirts for her, I know she says she doesn’t want gifts. I’m debating on how to give them to her. I’d like to give them to her in person. I may ship one and take the other with me. She wants this shirt and she’d like it, I know she would. I like both these shirts. We’ll see. I’m looking forward to that.
I haven’t been shopping in a while. I’ve been saving up money and I just haven’t felt up to it. I guess it’s a sort of depression thing but it’s whatever. I may do it this week.
Today is NFL football day. I think I’ll just stay at home and watch the games. I know it’s not the most exciting thing ever but I like watching football. That sucks because I know she would watch with me (I don’t think she’s the biggest fan ever but she definitely likes it. That’s how I am though, so we’re perfect for each other. Just another thing. ;-)) I have to scour the internet for a link to her team since it’s not on the locals. It’d be nice to have DirectTV but that’s way too expensive for me. I’d go to a bar but I don’t feel like it. The Steelers do take on the Bengals and I’m hoping they cream them like normal. I’m worried about Palmer going after Carter, he’s no Polamalu.
Today I’m really feeling very neutral. We’ll see how it goes. The only two times I’ve felt really sad is the past two nights I think when I went to bed. I guess right when I wake up too for the same reason. It’s all so very hard.
On a lazy, fatass note I do plan on working out but there’s a strong possiblity I won’t because of the aforementioned adjectives I’ve picked for myself. ;-) It may be because I’m awwwesome!
