magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

didn't go into work today. stef called mid-day expecting to get my voicemail, but i was there. said she had to work her risd job, and was maybe going to go out later, but would call me before that.

i logged on to check my email, and when i logged off i had voicemail: "hi bean, it's stef. i'm going to new york tonight, so i'll call you tomorrow when i get back. okay, bye." and i was really upset for a while. listened to music that fit my mood. paced around angrily. wanted to break things made of glass.

but then i calmed down. put on karate's "this day next year" from their new album. and thought about the possitive side of things. eight months is a long time, but not as long as the time that comes after it. what really matters is that she does what makes her happy. and sometimes i wish that more of those things would include me, especially right now. but this day next year we'll be together and neither of us has plans on going anywhere.

i started work on a mix-tape for her. begining with "this day next year". dinner at the boys. then back to work on the tape.