This feels somehow familiar. Here I sit at my computer one late night finding it hard to drag myself into slumber. Only this time I have no partner to lure me back...no loving arms to fall into and forget about life with. No, for this is the second to last night of loneliness before my other half returns from a two week trek to California. I never knew that I would miss her voice calling me back to bed when my keyboard strokes awoke her. But how I long for her voice now.

Today was rough. In many ways I thought it would be a great day. It started out with me feeling refreshed and well rested. A feeling not often known by my body of late. So with that, the day was starting great. I soon came to realize that I was late on my phone bill, however, and had to deal with half the day without any communication whatsoever. Upon paying it I got a message from work saying they needed my help at the office today...a fact that, would I have paid my phone bill, I would have seen soon enough to make a difference and had a chance to make more money. Instead I come to find that another employee (one that is seeking the same management position I have been pursuing since my hire date) decided to cover it for me...this no doubt has given him a good name for the hire-ups...joy.

I then tried to spend the day with a friend. All of which, however, were busy in one way or another. The only friend that could hang out couldn't hang out until later...better then nothing. After hanging out (boring as hell considering we had NOTHING to do) I made my way back home. On the way back home, however, I am pulled over by a police officer. An officer that was, no doubt, looking to fulfill his quota for the month...because the reason I was pulled over was for my FUCKING REGISTRATION BEING EXPIRED!!! Not speeding, not doing something stupid...no...that would have made sense...this asshole had to pull me over because my registration was over dew by TWO FUCKING MONTHS!!!!!!

The day ended with me coming home hoping to talk to Kitty...you know, to vent or get some kind of reassurance or something. That fails, however, because she had already gone to bed and her aunt didn't want to wake her (I don't blame her, Kitty can be snappy sometimes). So now I didn't even get the release of hearing my love's voice before bed.

Now I sit here contemplating where I when wrong. At what point did I do something so wrong that an entire day had to start with the deception of it being a possible gem and then ended with a $100 fine and the thought of having to pay for registration for my car? I was under the illusion that karma only effected those deserving of it.

Whatever...I don't care. Life has it's way, right? Things work themselves out and as long as I stay true to myself I'll be fine...right? That's the illusion I'll tell myself as I slip into fatigue-guided slumber this morning.

I need a hug -_-
-Flantics out