Oh. My. God.

So, I started to write my blog about Texas the other day...and I'll finish it, eventually. But I'm going to write this first.

Oh my God, I have been a cranky ass bitch since I got home. I know I have. And do you want to know why? Because I had such an amazingly good time and now I'm back and fucking stuck here.

Although I don't technically live alone, I am alone here 99% of the time. And you know what that means? 99% of the time I am responsible for everything here...including the dogs. I'm annoyed by it. I'm tired of it. If I WANTED to live alone, I would have gotten an apartment by myself. If that were the case, I wouldn't mind all the responsibility. However, since it isn't, and things should be 50/50 here, I can't help but be aggravated.

While I was in Dallas, Heather, James, and I went to the Waffle House. Heather and I were sitting across from each other, and about 4 different times, all we had to do was make eye contact to know what the other was thinking and burst into laughter. I have known her about 25 years. And I miss her. Hanging out made it that much harder to come back here.

Oh yeah, and then there's Stewart. I could tell you 3086 of his wonderful qualities...but I won't. I'll simply say that he has AT LEAST 3086 wonderful qualities...and every last one of them is in El Paso, TX right now, while I am sitting in my room in Orlando, FL. Unfair. Annoying. Ugh. Basically, if you live within the same state as your significant other, I am jealous as shit of you.

So, yes, I have been in a bitchy mood. But not because I'm unhappy. Because I'd he HAPPIER if I were somewhere else.

Yeehaw.