Current mood:	cheerful
Current music:	Don't Think (Feel It) (Scott Mac Remix) - Leah Lange

Nocturnal Delight
I really admire those who can keep a long distance relationship together. I really do. I can't seem to do that. Not that I'm really in one, though sometimes, it feels like it. I'm so used to spending 24/7 with my guy that when he goes away on a job, I'm at a loss. I can't seem to adjust with coming home alone to an empty house, eating alone, grocery shopping alone, going to bed alone. It's different. He's been gone for about three weeks now. Hopefully, he'll get back end of next week. It seems like an eternity. I think that the two of us is feeling the strain. he's not sleeping well and calling me all of the time at work. I don't know.

So here's something funny. It's probably the most exciting thing that has happened to me in a long time. So a while ago, I discovered that I talked in my sleep. I kind of knew that I did, but I kind of just chalked it up to dreaming that I was talking. But one night, I fell asleep and Marc was up watching tv in bed. And apparently, I turned to him and said, "Don't worry baby, I'll save you." And then he asked what I was going to save him from and I mumbled something incomphrensible. So fine right? I've never done it again. So I guess that my affliction comes and goes at will. But now that I'm home alone...it's different. This morning, around 530 am...I woke up because I felt really uncomfortable. Like all of the sudden I was sleeping on a rough surface, which I was. Now, I'm wondering what the hell is going on? My bed is soft and fluffy (because of the bed sheets). So I get up and find I noticed a sound that I KNOW was not going on when I went to bed. The washing machine was on. I got off the bed and lifted the sheets. Apparently, sometime during the night, I took the bedsheets off and washed them. not only the bedsheets, but the mattress protector (not a pee sheet, it makes the mattress even fluffier!). But that's fine...at first, being the drama queen that I am, I didn't think that it was me who did it. I thought that someone broke into my house and did my laundry! I'm serious. I was still soooooo groggy! But then I noticed that the stupid motherF**ker didn't do the laundry in the hamper! Then it dawned on me. That motherf**ker is me! Strange isn't it? I serious didn't know what happened. I think that I need to get help. And I sure wasn't dreaming about doing laundry. I was dreaming about walking somewhere.

So I've finally decided to go to Hong Kong for about 12 days this november. it's the only time that I'm almost guaranteed time off and same with my boy. we were planning on going to Japan on a tour or something like that, but we decided against it because a tour for the both of us would've been kind of pricey. So we're going to Hong Kong Disneyland (hopefully it'll be open). It's supposed to the be most affordable disneyland in the world. We plan to stay there for about three days and then move on to Hong Kong where we'll stay with my aunts and uncle. M wants to get a hotel room, but I don't think that we should be wasting money if we don't have to! So even though it's so far off, I'm still excited. It'll be our first overseas trip together. We've been to Seattle and places like that, but it's weird, we both left at different times and were never on the same flight. So I guess that this would be our first official trip. Anyways, it's time for me to leave. I'm leaving early today. Nothing to do really.