I just said goodbye to the Man, he's travelling this week to do work stuff and I'll be alone.

I have to feed his stupid cat, Misty. She doesn't like me. I think she has pussy envy! Hahaha!

Yeah, I feel like crying but I won't. Because everything seems so fucked.

He's going off for a week!! That means no sex, no calls at work, no dirty SMSes. Sigh. It's so dangerous being this attached to someone. I never meant for it to getso far, but it has. V. risky. And I don't usually dabble in this sort of thing.

I'm comforted with the fact that I don't love him.


Yet. I don't even know how it feels in his head. He seems to like me you know? But I cant be sure. Men are funny little creatures. He did say he would miss me though (he better).

Anyhoo, the Ex called. Sigh. I don't know why he bothers. Why don't people understand that when you hurt someone, most of the time it's really hard to even listen to you, let alone have a conversation about whatever affects the world.

Yeah, the Ex has a way of calling and telling me everything in the papers, a trait which I used to love, because he knows I don't read the papers, but now I couldn't be arsed to listen to him. Why cant he get the hint!!

It's quite tiring being apathetic and bitchy damnit.

Off to shower then feed the stupid cat. I swear she's scowling at me as I type this. But that could also be because I just rummaged around the Man's lap top for tell-tale signs of anything ;) I'ma super sleuth I tell ya. Years of Nancy Drew has finally paid off.