Midnight and all is perfect….well, mostly hehe

PROVE IT, HERMY……

Mikey and I had a really good day most of the day.  Something shifted us into high gear after I spent a few hours crying on his shoulder this morning.  We made love, and I lay him down for a nap.  When he woke, we both needed to run to get smokes (him for himself, me for Carl, a friend of mine), so we did that, talking on our cells the whole time.  We had a great time talking and kidding with one another.  Then, Lola and Carl asked me to come get them to get them away from Yvonne.  Mikey and I had another lovemaking session before I did that, and he lay down for another nap while I went and got them.  When he called back, we were both still in high gear.  I laughed my ass off at his diary entry.  Unfortunately, there are some unfunny things going on on his end of things, too.  Someone burglarized him, too.  Actually, to be literal, they burglarized him and us, which to me equates “us” anyway, because he’s never alone in anything, in my view.

Apparently, Brie stole not only some of  My Mikey’s movies, but also  robbed us of our wedding presents from Laurie, which consisted of $1500 worth of grocery and clothing  certificates.  I am furious that we were both betrayed by women we USED to call best friends.  Stacy here; Brie there.

I am fed up with women’s bullshit.  At least the women in direct contact with Mikey and me.  This excludes my mother, sometimes my sister, my nieces, and my Memaw.  Kinda excludes Lola, too.  It’s easy for me to forgive Lola for what happened last month.  Someone (Stacy, I suspect) has been playing with Lola’s mind, just  like she’s done with mine.  I knew all along that something had to be very wrong for Lola to up and leave as she did, and I was right.

Anyway, Mikey and I had a really good time, for the most part.  There were a few little bouts of depressing moments here and there, but we spent hours sharing laughs and love.  What more could I want, you know?

Yes, we’re still long distance, for now.  I am trying to renew his ticket home for  December 13.  I will know Wednesday, probably, if I can do that yet or not.  It may take some artful persuasion on my part somehow….I’ll get it done.  We both need it so badly.

My Mikey, I love you more today than yesterday, and tomorrow I will love you more than today.

I love you forever times pi cubed plus one, baby,

Your Jack