I stated monday was my least favorite day of the week and that hasn't changed now that I have a 2 week break.
I spent half the day wondering when she was going to be online (ofcourse, I was doing that while I was sitting on the couch, so there was no way of actually noticing when she was online). I spent the other half of the day banging my head against the wall because I didn't have anything to say when she finally did.
I'm just hooked on a feeling... plus, I feel lousy
