29 August, 2005 | 2:39 p.m.
Not Forgetting Anything

There was one thing I needed, and I got it. I needed to see my love, to reassure myself, to rediscover how much I actually love him and how stupid and idiotic it would be to throw what we have away. We just spent an amazing weekend together in Oslo, and now I'm back here feeling like we are going to be together forever. I'm not even mildly attracted to my neighbor's friend anymore, and I feel no need for physical contact other than from H. This was exactly what I needed.

I just went grocery shopping, and they were out of toilet paper. I'm beginning to realize that petty crisis like this is part of what's known as Living On Your Own (LOYO), and I'm not so sure I want to waste energy on them.

I'll just use the kitchen roll.

Also, the others who I share kitchen with do not clean up after themselves. It's disgusting and icky, but I have trouble with voicing my concerns because I don't want to seem like a bitch. Hmm.

I bought almost all my curriculum books today, which means I have an empty wallet and tons to read.

I love H.

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