Okay, now that you’ve all seen through my running-away-to-join-the-circus ruse, do you want the real reason I’ve hardly been blogging lately?
It’s because my brains have been sucked out by a MAN! (By the way, if that sounds even remotely sexy to you, you’re a big pervert and should seek immediate solace in the knowledge that it must have sounded that way to me, too, since I mentioned it…okay, never mind. Where was I?)
It’s true, though. I’m turning into a frickin’ Disney animation. Actually, he said it best the other day: “I’m just a big mess of wanting to kiss you all the time.” Or something to that effect. My short-term memory is shot, too.
I mean, I just bought a laptop computer. When they said, “What colour do you want, black or pink?” I was all ready with my answer – black, of course. Jeez, what do I look like? Some kind of girly-girl? Cripes.
Yeah. So I am now the proud owner of a pink laptop computer. Fuck.
And shoes – I’m out of control about the shoes…the voices in my head are having a field day: “Oooooo, wouldn’t he like those!”
I’ve been gazing out the window a lot. Smiling like the village idiot. Which is now apparently me.
And staying up too late.
But not blogging so much. No, not really. And even now, I’m not focusing on this. No. I am thinking about how cute he is. Pathetic.
And you know what? He’s even making me face the evil voice mail lady on a regular basis. It’s disgusting. (But you’ve probably already guessed that if you leave a message and you’re not him, I probably won’t be getting back to you anytime soon. I’m too busy thinking about rainbows and bunnies or some warm, fuzzy crap like that. I haven’t been returning emails very well, either.)
But if you’re reading this, Shug (you know who you are), well…never mind. I forget what I was gonna say. *sigh*