Three More Days.

The countdown continues. Mine and Kevin's 2-year anniversary is in three days. Well, more like two-and-a-half. But whatever. The important thing is, I'll be seeing him Monday night, and hopefully all day, for that matter.
The thing is, he's away with his friend. They're going camping for the weekend, and I didn't get to talk to him last night. He just sent me a text message from his friend's phone saying he'd be with them for the weekend, and he'd see me Monday.
He left today, and I miss him already.
I have to go just two more days without talking to him AT ALL.

I don't have much to do tonight. My parents are at a Gala for my mom's school. They left at 6:00, and will probably be walking through the door any minute.
And since Kevin's away, Cassie's sick, and I haven't seen Mandy since February, I'm just here, at home, sitting on my bed, eating a PB&J, and talking to my long-lost pal, Kenneth.

Anyway, I got my bug back a few days ago. I've been trying to go driving almost every night, but every time I try, something comes up: the weather looks bad; it's too dark outside; American Idol is on. You know, whatever.

I hope I get to go shopping this weekend. I need to get some last-minute purchases bought.
Maybe I can tell Mom, and we can head out to Southlake.

Welp, I think it's getting pretty close to go to sleep.
I know I'm getting old, and I'm a loser because I'm staying home on a Friday night.
But whatever. I have nobody to go out with.

So, goodnight.