*peeks out from under pile of reading*

He who does not believe in marriage should really quit ‘proposing’. *laughs* Once more Todd said something along the lines of marrying me. To which I reminded him he doesn’t believe in marriage. Then he said something about the thought of having step-kids being weird…Followed shortly by maybe it not being so weird. *shakes head* I swear he lives to confuse me.

On the way home he said something about it being like ‘The old days’ [Yeah…Cuz we’ve been together for soooooo long. *laughs*]…But the whole me coming and picking him up, and bringing him back here. And admittedly…It did kind of feel a bit like that. *smiles*

He worries me a bit though…Okay, probably more than a bit. He never seen himself reaching the age of 30. Which has him feeling a bit old. I think he’s feeling a bit lost…Didn’t foresee any plans past being 30, hasn’t put any thought into anything past 30.
He woke up not in the best mind set this morning…One point saying he hoped his parents could handle a wedding [His sister Crystal is getting married next summer.] and a suicide in one year. I just clung to him, trying not to cry too obviously. Thankfully he was feeling better after that. Like I said, I think he’s feeling a bit lost at the moment. I’m just not sure what to do, or if there is even anything I can do, to make it better.

I got him a birthday present…Not much, but it was something. I decorated a little wooden box with guitars, and wrote ‘Todd’s picks’ on it, & put 12 guitar picks in it (I came up with the idea to get those for him the night he had the guitar out here, and was playing it with a folded up dollar, and wishing he had a real pick), and a couple mini spray-things of axe.

He gave me his hoodie. I’ve had it since July 3rd anyway…So it’s not like he’s had it…Don’t think he missed it much either. Just wish it still had his scent…Would of loved to snag the black one he had last night…It had his scent all over it. *laughs*

I miss him so much already…I’m not sure when he’s got a day off again. L I know he plans to go fishing after work Tuesday with Chuck…In, of all places, Boyne City! They are going after the salmon which have started running I guess.

*smiles* We spent quite a bit of time snuggled together this morning…Unlike the usual separate little areas on the air mattress…He actually initiated staying close together…Pulling me closer to him even. J

He said he’s going to quit the ‘maintance drinking’ after work…& just go out once a month. Hopefully he sticks to that. Not the best scenario still, I’m sure, but better than nothing…Or drinking every night.

Other (non-Todd) things…

James called me today. He seen a vehicle that looked like Appa in the parking lot at the college, and called to see if I was around somewhere, so he could pick on me. Told him he’d have to wait till Monday or Tuesday to do so.
Thursday while he and I were walking from West Hall (where the cafeteria is at) to Scholar’s Hall, he told me he really doesn’t care for Reese. Not all that surprising (and he hasn’t even suffered the worst of her potential wrath), though I am a bit surprised he came out and told me.

Reese isn’t going to be in Drawing II after all, she couldn’t come up with the money to cover it. Though, since she still rides over to the college with me on those days, she’ll still be not too far away most likely. [She hung out in the back of the class room area Thursday.]

My head is killing me…& I have a pile of reading ahead of me yet. *falls over*
I have 2 or 3 short stories at the end of Chapter 3 for English…Plus Chapter 4, and whatever short stories are at the end of it that I need to read…PLUS…I’ve got 2 scenes from other students in the class that I’m suppose to read, and put my thoughts on it down on the paper. Blah…I’m not good at such things.
On top of that, I really need to get a start on project #3…If I don’t, I’ll be looking at it last minute again, and I don’t want it to end up like that. Too much stress/pressure.

[Speaking of Stress/Pressure…Got a letter in the mail today from the college. Noting my academic goodness thus far, and suggesting that I might want to partake in an extra project connected to one of my current classes, thus gaining an Honors in whatever. There is a $1,000 possible Honors scholarship mentioned somewhere in the letter…My brain was hurting a bit too much to comprehend everything fully.]

*has just realized the hint of scent I was getting, that I wasn’t sure I was really getting is attached to my blankie* *huggles blankie* [Yeah…I’m more than half-tempted to crawl off to the air mattress to sleep tonight. Though the thought of being alone in there, on it…*sigh* Yeah, I know *is pathetic*.]

I was about to say I got most of 2-D design done…Then remembered, I have actual designing stuff I have to do yet. *sighs* *falls over*
Did get the reading for Life Drawing done, though I don’t think I retained any of it.
PLUS…I really need to get to work on my sketchbooks…I had plans on keeping them up to date…I’m already behind on it now.

I think…I should get this wrapped up…And probably head off to slumber soon.

Oh yeah…I was informed after this last bit of hacker crap…Raven’s diary was on the list of effected. *growls* I’ve had the same bloody password for her since roleplay started, and now I’ve had to go and change it…I just hope I can bloody well remember what I’ve changed it to.

And…On top of the required reading I’ve got to wade through…James has loaned me a book he thinks I should read, but I have to have it back to him in three weeks (I believe it was one of the one’s he has to read for his English class).