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Random thoughts

Friday, November 19, 2004


Today was the most perfect work day. Sure, there were a few glitches (I got into a fight with a contractor - what an ass!), but what makes it all okay is the fact that I know I'm appreciated, wanted and needed. There are few better feelings in the world.

John was in the kitchen, and I hurried in with all the papers and checks he needed to sign. I explained everything to him, and then while he was signing the checks, he sighed and said, "What would I do without you?" That, in itself, was enough to make my day.

But then later on, at about 4 pm, he stood up from his desk and announced that he wanted to eat. We went to the kitchen and he made us some pasta, a couple of chocolate martinis, and even had a very questionable bottle of pumpkin ale (which I liked, but he hated). We sat there and chatted for awhile, told Chris Rock jokes, and basically hung out. He even assumed the big brother role and started to give me advice about my life. Which was nice.

Before I left, he called out to me, "Hey, keep your phone on you because when I can't reach you, I go crazy." Now isn't that just the best feeling, being wanted that much? God, I wish boyfriends would say that more. Haha!

Anyway, all in all a grand day, and I'm happy (quite possibly, because of all the alcohol too). Here's to the start of a great weekend!

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