Guess I’m being “girly”

I so wanted for our relationship to be one that everyone would want to have.  As it is, everyone probably thinks, "Thank God I’M not in their shoes!"

I guess I’m being like a girl now, because I was just looking at My Mikey’s diary, and it bummed me out that he doesn’t linger on how great he thinks I am (or even how terrible?) and such shit.  Not that I think I’m all that, but I keep thinking, "Isn’t HE supposed to think I am?!"

I probably ought to go back to bed.  It’s only 9:22am anyway.

My Mikey, I love you forever times PI cubed plus one,

Your Jack