i miss him already. he’s only been gone a day, but i miss him. i always miss him though. in that karmic/spiritual sense, i miss him. i swear he is my other half. i know we’d be in trouble if we actually lived in the same city, because we deliberately annoy the hell out of each other, but.. i just have to look at him, and i know what he’s thinking..
its so odd..
i remember once, i was having the period from hell, absolutely HELLISH mood swings, cramps, back ache, migraine, the lot. and he rang me.. his first words when i answered the phone were: “what the hell is wrong with you?”
he said that he could tell when i was down or angry about something, and this time, it was so bad, he had to call me.
freaky, ja?
i figure that him going home again was part of my incredulously bad mood today.. that, and princess being a royal pain in the ass. he’s got two corporate films to finish by wednesday, and he’s got BOTH computers in his room, because he can’t work in the office for some reason that is beyond the comprehension of mere mortals like myself. so… anything i have to do on the computer, i have to kick him off, (and feel like a right bitch for it, cause i know he’s got work to do), and shudder work in his bedroom. its not that bad really, its just that i feel uncomfortable being in here, like i’m invading his space or something. and, cause he’s working on film, he needs both computers.. he’s editing the film and sound on one, and creating the 3D animations on the other. and he’s complaining loudly that neither of them are fast enough, powerful enough, or have enough hard drive space to do what he wants. so he’s getting all frustrated about the computers themselves, plus me kicking him off every now and then, and me being narky all day just aggravated him further.
whee!
its a fun house. hmm.. no, its a mad house. envy me. :p