Just don't break my heart.
2009-11-17 @ 2:55 a.m.
I really miss Oliver. Stephen broke up with his girlfriend again and his more frequent requests to hang out give me hope that it shouldn't, since I know he just wants his friends around and I'm one of those.
The art gallery opened 3 days ago. It was a beautiful, rousing success. Some may think the glory days of the Goblin House are over, but I think they're just maturing and changing. We're growing up. It's terrifying and amazing and I am so thankful for everyone and excited to see what happens.
We're getting a puppy tomorrow. He's the preciousest. I'm so excited.
If Oliver is going to be back for Thanksgiving, he'll be back within the next 10 days. I really hope so. I miss having someone to cuddle and fuck and wake up next to and adore me. Celessa, like the wonderfully, beautifully, nosey lady she is, asked Merlin about the girl in England. He had no fucking clue what she was talking about. Oliver is weird. I think maybe he's just scared by the potentiality of something normal and healthy and is just trying to fuck it up either consciously or not by bringing all of these other factors into it. Who knows. I don't even know how long he'll be in Seattle. We'll see how this goes. In the mean time, I have sex, cuddles, movie buddy, and something else to do besides sit around my house and watch tee vee... and I'm okay with that. Just don't break my heart.