Find me. Hold me. Love me.
One More Day
Today is Thursday, and tomorrow will be my last day at the job I've had all summer. I don't know if I can stand 18 more hours. These people have given me almost no work whatsoever this week. I just want to sleep... so very badly. I haven't been able to get enough sleep in I don't know how long. I wish I had something to make the time go by faster. At least I have my podcasts... Risk! and This American Life and Savage Love. I feel like I'm going to fall asleep on the job. My eyes don't even want to stay open.
So yesterday Theo didn't text me once- at least not until I was already asleep. So I texted him back this morning, and he said he didn't WAKE UP until 10 pm. What in the world has to be wrong with someone that they're internal clock is so messed up that they don't awake until 10 pm? I can't even begin to comprehend what kind of life that must be like. I wish he could get control of himself... you know, like get a job and wake up like normal people do, quit playing video games so much, take me out on real dates, and text me when I'm not with him. I miss Theodore. It feels like everyone in Theo's life thinks his behavior is NORMAL. I don't think I will be acting like him when I'm 20 years old. I don't think I've EVER acted like that.
You've heard enough of my complaining. I'm still exhausted. You know where to find me.