He said he didn't mind, but we just went on chatting for another half hour, until I whimpered about him not being here again. I feel guilty for making you miss out on so much sleep, but if you still want to, I'd be thrilled. But you have to promise not to look into my kitchen or office, as they're both pigstys. Basically, he thought he'd be too wiped out to make it here, and didn't want to risk falling asleep on the drive up. I understand totally.
Addiction is a funny thing.
I've been drinking Coke since I was less than a year old. Eventually, I run right back to it. Tonight, since I was off from work and rehearsal didn't go too late, I can get to bed at a reasonable hour. Usually, as soon as I get in from work, I pour myself a glass of Coke and head up to do my entry. Tonight, I hit the computer without going into the kitchen, and was about to wrap up this entry and go to bed, but I noticed I wasn't all that tired.