Not my Waffle

*sigh* 

I shouldn’t be feeling like this…All sad and mopey and that evil feeling of discontent. @ least not for the reason I’m thinking I’m feeling this way.
I have to keep telling people he’s not mine, because he’s not…Reese, Melissa, even Sonja!
He hasn’t mentioned plane ticket again…Neither have I.  Last night he joked I could drive there in 10 hours…I don’t know…I don’t know much of anything. *sigh* 

Let’s look at things logically…He’s 600+ miles away! That pretty much says not going to work, that’s even if there was a chance of something being there. Which I can’t say there is…Even if I’m feeling utterly miserable right now because I want to talk to him, and he’s not online…He was a little while ago, but I didn’t say anything to him, and he didn’t say anything to me…And…I don’t know, it’s got me feeling all blah.

I did talk to him earlier today…Told him I ran out of gas this morning taking the Critters to school…He wished me good luck on my final exam…
He reads the status messages on my messenger…Was picking on me because of them last night…This mornings read: Miss you. Distance sucks…& something about rearranging states.
He asked me if I was falling for him…I told him I liked talking to him & that like he keeps pointing out, we really don’t know each other that well.
I don’t know what I’m doing.

*pokes at the Critters* & they seem to like him…Then again, they know him from seeing him on the computer screen…Which I suppose is why Sonja has to be reminded he’s not mine…She likes him better than she liked Todd…I thought as much with how she’s acted/talked…But I asked her myself, to which she said yes.

ANYWAY…Something NOT Wasil related…

Ran out of gas trying to take the Critters to school this morning…Luckily Reese stayed the night again last night, and was there to come to the rescue.

Final Exam in Ethics today…I think I did okay…So now…Classes are officially over for the semester.

I got the report from CPS/DHS from last spring…The aligations on it, and the alligations in the letter from the Idiot’s lawyer are pretty much the same…Nothing like putting up a sign saying that they were responsible for the other.
I hate having to deal with all of this…I can’t see how things that were dismissed once already wouldn’t be dismissed again…But it’s stressing me out. *sigh* 

James brought me Pingu back…Well half of Pingu…The keyboard, which is what I’m using. It’s attached to a regular moniter, which is my Christmas present from him. He said I could transfer the RAM from Pingu to Frankenputer…But it won’t work, I tried…They don’t match up quite right.

*beats head on wall* 
Yeah, cuz that’s so going to solve things.