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I got so so so upset when Chrissy signed off tonight.

It was at, like, 1:30. And we never stop talking that early. But her kitten died, so right off the bat she was kind of...well, the way anyone would be if their tiny little kitten died. And I felt awful...what I really wanted right then was to be there to give her an actual hug, 'cause

BigDaddyPompous: Aww, baby
BigDaddyPompous: *hugs*

doesn't really cut it. But...eh. It was all I could do. And that sucks.

:-/

And then on top of that she hadn't slept last night, or all day, so she was tired and headachey. And she just needed to go to bed. Poor thing.

So I know it's selfish of me to wish she'd stayed up. But I'm going away for a couple days, so no internet and I wanted to milk tonight for all it was worth. And on a non-infatuation related note, I'm just staying up through the night since we're leaving at 9 am and I'm gonna get bored without anyone to talk to.

And when I say "upset" I mean I went to do laundry after she got off and almost cried while I was folding stuff. Although I think there's more to it than that - this hasn't been a great couple of days. But - yeah. That bothers me. Too emotional.

*sigh*

A few days away is probably gonna be good for me.

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I'm out for a few days!

Going to SoulFest, a Christian music festival, with BB. I'm not totally sure it'll be that great, but I could use a few days away from the house.

And guess who I'm seeing tonight?



Stryper, bitches. That is non-negotiable. I think BB wants to see Audio Adrenaline, who are on at the same time, but no FUCKING way am I gonna be there when Stryper's playing and not see Stryper. I mean, come on. Seriously.

*cough*Ihavetheirwholediscography*cough*

Anyway, yeah. Back Friday night. Try not to miss me too much.

ETA: I just put sunscreen in my bag.

See? I learn from my mistakes every now and again :D