Diary of the Aruetiise

Fuck me… last night was a bad idea. I went over to my best friend’s house… we drank/smoked well into the night. As much fun as that was, I have a four-hour drive ahead of me once I get out of work tonight… I’m driving to Chicago to see my girlfriend.

I miss her.

The drive there is always worth it, no matter how fatigued I might be when I make it. We’re going to her friend’s house for “game night”, whatever that entails… I don’t really care. I just want to see her. I will be pleasant and such at this new place, but it’s not why I drive four hours on shitty highways with shittier visibility. It would be pretty dickish of me to demand all of her time, it’s just that I know after next weekend it’s gonna be a while before I get to see her, and even longer before I get any kind of alone-time with her, so I was hoping we could get some of that in this weekend. She’s extremely busy with school this weekend, and with the “game night” thing, chances of that seem slim.

Next weekend, it might actually end up being Thursday before I can see her… as opposed to a day earlier. Reason being, she wants to get tanked with a group of friends from school. Internally, I’m always so weird about the idea of her going out and getting drunk without me. I trust her explicitly, but that’s about it; I don’t trust another human being on Earth like I trust her. Meaning I don’t trust the asshole guys who might hit on her, nor do I trust anyone’s reaction-speed who’s had too much to drink. So, it especially sucks that that’s the situation Wednesday is being given up for. I really can’t be too pissed… I work on Wednesday anyway. One of those “principal of the thing” situations, I guess. I know that if I had the choice between “get drunk with friends” or “see her a day earlier (especially considering the long break to come)”, I’d pick the latter every time. But, I see my friends more often than she sees hers. So, it’s a different situation I guess.

Either way… I’ll be happy to just see her face. All these stupid things I think of during the weeks when we’re apart seem to melt away the moment I see her. It’s amazing, the power she has over me in that regard. I just wish she was here, now. It’s the same wish I always have, and it never seems to get fulfilled soon enough.

I’m tired, and feel like I’m being an asshole. I should probably stop digging now.

Time for work…