1999-11-10 :: 12:27:57
Rock Star Ex Boyfriend is head over heels for me, I believe. But I am having too much fun being without him right now. It's liberating. In a non cheesy-made-for-TV-movie kind of way.
And guess who just Instant Messengered me the second I typed the sentence above? Indeed. He's telling me how he's writing a song. I don't give a rat's ass, unless it's about me, but I'm not about to ask because I don't want him to think for one nanosecond that I would care whether or not he was thinking of me.
And he goes, "What rhymes with cracker?" I hope to God that the song isn't about me anymore.
Two days until Green Eyed Angel Boy pickes me up from the train station in Poughkeepsie...two more days...