So last night my boss totally caught me off guard by telling me that I didn't have to come in to work until 1:00 this afternoon. Of course I was way to excited to even go to bed last night and the thought that I am actually going to get to sleep in for a change. Who would have thunk? So kinda lounged around the house this a.m. Of course cause I had nothing to do. I mean I did a couple of loads of laundry and what not, but nothing to eventful. However I did watch a little Dawson's Creek, always a good choice. I kinda want to turn on our answering machine, lock the front door, and take a little nap in the back room. That just sounds like to much fun i dunno if I could even pass that up. I dunno why as of recently, but I really haven't talked to that many people. Like I just don't call anyone anymore. I like to have my quiet time I suppose. I think because Michael is gone, all I do is hord myself in front of the television waiting to see if there has been any accidents anyone from his battalion, anyone new that may be missing. I hate this. I don't even want to leave my house in fear that something may happen and I won't be home to know about it. That sucks. And noone can tell me they know how I feel cause they don't (unless of course your boyfriend is over in Iraq) I hate feeling this way. I dunno what to do. I know all my friends are trying to do is talk to me, but its almost like i am shutting myself into a closet and never want to be bothered again. I hate feeling this way. I just fucking hate it.