Well, the boyfriend is now in Cabo on a 5 day bachelor party. On spring break. Bastard. I dropped him off at the airport at 5 freaking a.m. yesterday morning and don’t pick him up until Tuesday evening.
Don’t quite know what to do with myself. Doing a good job filling my days, I’m having lunch with a friend later, going down to visit another friend tomorrow, spending Sunday with the folks and I work Monday but the nights are filled with empty suckitude.
It seems that somehow in the last 5 months I’ve gotten myself pretty attached to this guy. I can’t even remember how I filled my days before he was around. :eek:
I knew I’d miss him but this is ridiculous. 
