My Circadian Cycle is No Longer Diurnal

I know I like to use big words.


As the formerly popular song goes, "Get get get get get get over it"

I'm sorry, I don't mean to be pissy at you dear reader, please accept my sincerest apology. I am still up and after having quite a fantastic Sunday but I still find myself wanting. Taking it out on you isn't going to help. Maybe I will just veg for a little.

I went to work, made my day's sales during my shift, got to go home two hours early, my boss bought me lunch and I got a ride home. I did sleep through evening service, but then got there in time for dodgeball. Afterwards, I picked up tacos with John and we did our new Sunday post-game ritual of catching a movie. Tonight it was New Moon. After that, John and I went to Walmart where he got Star Trek from the Redbox along with some $1 ice cream for the both of us and we hung out at my apartment til the movei was over.

I enoyed all the man candy in New Moon, but at the same time, it reminded me of what I don't have. I mean that Stephen isn't physically here and I think he is sexy as ...well everyone uses hell which I think is a deceptively sexy only to be soal sucking like some sort of demon so...Stephen is as sexy as a Greek god. And I can't run my fingers down his stomach, squeeze his arms, or have him push me around. Sigh.


So it was good that we saw the action flick afterward. When John left, after about three am I watched some old grey's anatomy on youtube and now here I sit further prolonging my engagement with unconsciousness. I think you are caught up enough. At least, mostly anyway. I suppose you will have to wait for the book to come out for the unabridged version.


Until then, have a good night...er...day, tip your waitresses, and try the veal.