It’s Friday night (date night, for you kids) and I’m on the sofa, watching Seinfeld re-runs. Charlie and I had originally planned a date: our dates consist of Skyping until the battery dies on his phone, or he falls asleep, whichever comes first. I got home around 6.30 tonight and logged on, hoping to catch him before it was too late. Alas, though he was still on Skype and semi-lucid, he was so sleepy he could barely respond to me via chat. Actually, I think he may have fallen asleep on me. No, scratch that, he did fall asleep on me. I left a message at 7p (1am his time) and he responded at oh, about 7.40. He fell asleep for forty minutes.
How sad is that!
I’m not mad, mind you, just disappointed. It’s been two days since we talked properly; I am in the beginning stages of withdrawals.
Bah. Time zones suck.
I know what it’s like to have a long distance relationship. I know how hard it can be. But hang in there it won’t be for forever. I know it sucks but at least you still can talk to each other and it’s distance but now forever.
By: macrobioticchick on July 25, 2008
at 9:35 pm
Yep, it sucks! But thanks for commiserating with me!
By: bombarley on July 25, 2008
at 9:53 pm