Well, I'm calling it quits. Open game season here.
This has been the longest that Dr. E has gone without calling me. Yesterday I thought about it. If he were to die, I'd never know about it. I don't think that anyone close to him (of which there are very few) even know about me. Mainly because all of those people are people he works with and he doesn't discuss his private life at work.
But I'm sick of moping. I'm sick of being grouchy about it.
So unless some miracle happens, I'm back on the market.
This makes me completely sad. I know y'all hate him (from most of the messages I get), but he really is a kind and decent person. He just is set in his ways and busier than I could ever imagine.
And I knew he loved me. He really really did. I just don't know if he still does.
I don't feel like writing anything else. I wish I could just be alone this weekend.
Posted by debutaunt at July 25, 2003 06:59 PM | TrackBack