I keep coming to post, and nothing comes out.  There is nothing to say and too much to say.

I’ve managed to get seven blogs back on my reader. (the feed list thingy will NOT import because the file type is unrecognizable or something, so I’m stuck trying to gather you all back up, and it’s too much work.  Blech.)  So, anyway, I feel out of the loop, and I feel confused in my relationship.

I’ve voiced all my confusion, though, so it’s only a matter of hearing back from him.  I’ve heard back on one point – perhaps the most important one…

It’s time to plan another visit out there.  Thank fuck.

I can’t go so long without seeing him again.  It is just not good enough.  As I said to my friend Itty the other day, “I’m barely holding it together with this long-distance crap.  I need a flesh and blood relationship now.  This bullshit is fucking over.”  And Itty said, “You are handling it much better than I would be.  I’d be in permanent freak-out mode.  Come to think of it, how are you NOT in permanent freak-out mode?”

I don’t know.  But I think I’m getting there.