I felt rather low last night when it registered that Daesyn will never again be here to warm the bed for me and cuddle under the comforter while we doze. I had a good long cry and trouble sleeping. This morning was also rough. I'm feeling better about things tonight, though. I was scheduled to work until 3 tomorrow. Then I planned to head down to Rob's until Monday morning, but one of my coworkers is behind on his rent and needs hours. He offered to work the shift for me. I'm wicked excited to have more time with my guy, even if it's just a few more hours. I know I could use one of his hugs right now. I'm so impatient for these next couple weeks to be over!

I just finished the last of the Lindor milk chocolate truffles my mom gave me for Christmas. The fact that I'm craving chocolate probably isn't a very good sign. Rob's one of those guys who won't have sex with a girl when she's on her period -- a HUGE pet peeve of mine, by the way. I mean, isn't that what showers were invented for? I'll probably never forgive him for refusing to make love one night after we watched Human Traffic together while stoned out of our minds. I was so horny by the end scene, I would've done anything for him, and he wouldn't touch me because I was on my fucking period. Not even a lot of blood, mind you! He probably wouldn't even have noticed until we were done, if I'd just not told him. God, I get so angry thinking about it. It could've been the best sex of our lives and we'll never get that night back. Why do guys have to be so idiotic sometimes?

Well, anyway. Back to chocolate. Maybe I'll skip to the grocery store and buy some ice cream. Note: living four blocks from a 24-hour Price Chopper can be dangerous.

Nighty night.