I have a lot of time right now and I'm not in my dorm. The weather was beautiful today. Now the sun is down. I'm still rather shellshocked from losing such an intense post. I know by writing this I'm building up the story and that when I actually get around to rewriting (that doesn't feel like the right word) it, I hope you are not disappointed. There really isn't anything to say I'm trying to pass time until my next class. Normally, I would be having dinner, but Scurvyseawench has a meeting and convinced me to have dinner with her after class, which is late, even though I think my boy friend has dinner at this time with the people. Well he did last week. Yes, I am calling him my boyfriend now. I think its alright. I haven't called him my boyfriend to anyone, but I'm saying it to myself which is the first step. Anyway, I'm just shellshocked and going along with wahtever anyone tells me. It'll be nice to have dinner with just her and I did see my boyfriend (that still sounds new on my tongue) this morning. Which I'm only saying to make myself feel better about not eating with him now, if he is eating. Not that I should feel bad. Anyway, now I'm just rambling from shock. Typing is rather soothing. I should stop and go read. I got through about half of The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy in the first sitting and I was just reading for the last hour until my sister called. She was the center point of the missing post. Anyway, I think there's only about 50 pages left or there abouts. I'm going to try to finish them before class. Or maybe in class. Its one of those days. Words make me feel better.