LuckyAlbatross -> He's Gone (11/11/2007 9:15:30 PM)
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For four days. Of course, these are also the same four days our roommate will be in Brazil for a research conference. Figures. I packed the mini cooler for him- 4 Dr. Peppers, a Vanilla Coke and a Fanta Orange, a dozen mini Milky Ways, 5 piece of fruit, and a baggie of triscuits. I put the CDs he'd laid out for the trip into the CD book, I found the squirrel to take along, I ironed his shirts. Not because I was his good submissive girl, but just because I love him and wanted him to have an easier trip and know I was thinking of him. Of course, I also threw his keys in his suitcase and slammed the door when he wanted to put the freshly ironed shirts into the suitcase rather than let me hang them in the car. Nothing like misplaced annoyance. His dad just called me to ask how he was doing. We talked twenty minutes ago and he was just outside of his destination. Four days alone- working late to get stuff done, cleaning to prepare for hannaukah. I've never lived with someone before, it's been a LONG time since I had to deal with the Sunday Going Away Blues. I bet all you long distance/non live-ins know what I mean. I should shut up before someone who only gets to see their partner every three months punches me.
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