My Sweetie is gone for a week, I miss him and it's been one day. I miss him to the point that I'm sad enough that I hope he's not feeling like I am (which happens to us a lot) and entertaining fantasies that he's secretly coming here to surprise me.

My Angel is off with hot boys in itty, bitty pants while I have something of interest to tell him. At least I know that in five more days I'll be hugging him for real again.

My Luvuh ... well I have no idea where he is, and I guess by all rights, I can't really whine too much since I saw him last weekend and I'll be seeing him again next weekend, but still.

Rich has been working like crazy, leading to me having to go to bed alone at 1 am and then just as I was FINALLY falling asleep, he came in and then I was so, I don't know what, that I hardly slept at all. He's home now though so we're gonna wach a movie in a minute.

I saw this in the newspaper today on my break. I don't normally read the paper, or comics for that matter, but this one was SO freaking funny/right on that I had to share it with you guys.

I recently, FINALLY, saw The Broken Hearts Club, and I LOVE that movie! Fantastic!

Hugs,

Viv