on the soooouuul train

He's on the train again, coming closer to me every day. This is really quite distracting, and I can't think of anything more exciting to write. How distracted am I? I saw a box of hot pockets in the fridge at work and thought, "I forgot I put these in here, I'd better put my name on them!"

I got all the way home before I realized that those weren't my hotpockets at all, I had put egg rolls in there and I'd eaten them!!! How embarrassing!

But I'm not the only one that is distracted, apparently. Nick stayed with some friends in Philly while he was there, and Vixy reports that I was apparently on his mind quite a bit; she told me he would look at his watch sometimes and talk about what I was doing back here. Awwww... (and he did this at a baseball game!!!! even sports couldn't distract him, wow!!! heheheh)

He is so sweet!! And I am so lucky.

And, I got Pat to work half my shift for me on Saturday, the 11th, so now I don't have to race home from the train station.

Whoo-hoooo... Thinking about him, being here, definately chases the psycho... er psych teacher blues away. Yes, I'm in a better mood than I was yesterday; I refuse to even THINK about that nasty class. Cuz its just 9 days - and he will be HERE!!! Yay!!!