8 down.
6 to go.
Over the halfway hump.
Still no call.
WTF?
I bought him a fucking calling card.
Don't tell me there aren't any payphones in Italy.
I know he's bound to have a good reason for not calling yet...can't figure out when to...can't break away from his group for long enough...his shithead brother is somehow making it impossible to...he hasn't settled in one city long enough to...he lost the damn card. I don't know.
I'm trying not to think about it too hard, but it hurts ya know?
He promised.
He's got time to write me 3 emails...which I love...but it's not the same.
I want to hear his voice.
I know he's not having a very good time, and he'd much rather be in town getting the store ready for the Christmas rush...and he's missing the Plan9 midnight sale on Monday for the new U2 album & Nirvana box. And I know that he's taken this opportunity to do a lot of drawing-it's his first love & passion, and he never gets to anymore, so I know he's really focused on that...And I know his brother is just really being a jerkoff, and that it's putting him in an akward position...and I know when he gets frustrated and pissed, he just shuts himself off...and I know he's just trying to make it till the end of the trip....
...but I can't understand why he wouldn't want to call, and let me help him feel better. I can't understand why he wouldn't want to hear a warm, familiar voice...I can't believe that after the talk I had with him the night before he left, that he wouldn't call and re-assure me that things are OK.
The damn card had like, 140 minutes on it. I'll be really upset/hurt if he doesn't use it at all. And I'll be really pissed if he doesn't call until he gets back to the states.
I think I've decided that whether or not I hear from him on Thanksgiving to know when he'll be home--I'm just gonna park my ass at his front door till he comes home. I've got a key to his building, since I've been picking up his mail, so I'll just bring some magazines, and a book, my headphones, and wait it out. Even if he doesn't come home till 4 in the morning. I wanna be there. I wanna welcome him home. I wanna stay up with him and let him tell me all the stories about his trip and how he will never talk to his brother again. I wanna curl up in bed with him and fall asleep to his heartbeat.
Is that crazy to do? After almost 11 months.....would you expect your girl to wait up for you? And if not expect it, would you at least love her for it, and take her in and just hold her?
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Just got another email from the man:
"I tried to call the other day but the prompt kicked me off when I pushed the next button that they suggested. I think I may have got the international code wrong and it couldn't connect. I try again tomorrow if I can swing it."
(On his brother)
"He's just a child that has no respect for anything and believe that $$ can buy him out of anything and that there are no problem that can't be solved with out alcohol (he actually said this to people on the tour)"
(On bringing me home a pompeii rock)
"Monday is the trip. I'll see what I can do then. I get get you some other stuff but you can't have it till Christmas. maybe one or 2 but some not till christmas"
(On asking him to promise to come over when he gets back)
"I'm planning on leaving Thanksgiving between 5 or 6 so as to be home by 10ish. and then I'm working open to close all 3 weekend days to off set the exhorbitant cost of this trip. we'll go out afterwards on friday or one of the days. "
"I'll talk to you soon
(I miss the fort)
-Rob"
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I'm definitely waiting at his door.
6 to go.
Over the halfway hump.
Still no call.
WTF?
I bought him a fucking calling card.
Don't tell me there aren't any payphones in Italy.
I know he's bound to have a good reason for not calling yet...can't figure out when to...can't break away from his group for long enough...his shithead brother is somehow making it impossible to...he hasn't settled in one city long enough to...he lost the damn card. I don't know.
I'm trying not to think about it too hard, but it hurts ya know?
He promised.
He's got time to write me 3 emails...which I love...but it's not the same.
I want to hear his voice.
I know he's not having a very good time, and he'd much rather be in town getting the store ready for the Christmas rush...and he's missing the Plan9 midnight sale on Monday for the new U2 album & Nirvana box. And I know that he's taken this opportunity to do a lot of drawing-it's his first love & passion, and he never gets to anymore, so I know he's really focused on that...And I know his brother is just really being a jerkoff, and that it's putting him in an akward position...and I know when he gets frustrated and pissed, he just shuts himself off...and I know he's just trying to make it till the end of the trip....
...but I can't understand why he wouldn't want to call, and let me help him feel better. I can't understand why he wouldn't want to hear a warm, familiar voice...I can't believe that after the talk I had with him the night before he left, that he wouldn't call and re-assure me that things are OK.
The damn card had like, 140 minutes on it. I'll be really upset/hurt if he doesn't use it at all. And I'll be really pissed if he doesn't call until he gets back to the states.
I think I've decided that whether or not I hear from him on Thanksgiving to know when he'll be home--I'm just gonna park my ass at his front door till he comes home. I've got a key to his building, since I've been picking up his mail, so I'll just bring some magazines, and a book, my headphones, and wait it out. Even if he doesn't come home till 4 in the morning. I wanna be there. I wanna welcome him home. I wanna stay up with him and let him tell me all the stories about his trip and how he will never talk to his brother again. I wanna curl up in bed with him and fall asleep to his heartbeat.
Is that crazy to do? After almost 11 months.....would you expect your girl to wait up for you? And if not expect it, would you at least love her for it, and take her in and just hold her?
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Edited to add.....
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Just got another email from the man:
"I tried to call the other day but the prompt kicked me off when I pushed the next button that they suggested. I think I may have got the international code wrong and it couldn't connect. I try again tomorrow if I can swing it."
(On his brother)
"He's just a child that has no respect for anything and believe that $$ can buy him out of anything and that there are no problem that can't be solved with out alcohol (he actually said this to people on the tour)"
(On bringing me home a pompeii rock)
"Monday is the trip. I'll see what I can do then. I get get you some other stuff but you can't have it till Christmas. maybe one or 2 but some not till christmas"
(On asking him to promise to come over when he gets back)
"I'm planning on leaving Thanksgiving between 5 or 6 so as to be home by 10ish. and then I'm working open to close all 3 weekend days to off set the exhorbitant cost of this trip. we'll go out afterwards on friday or one of the days. "
"I'll talk to you soon
(I miss the fort)
-Rob"
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I'm definitely waiting at his door.
WTF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Angel and I vote for dump his ass. You deserve someone who WILL call you and will go out of his way to do it.
I do live in NC but no, I am not here using my degree in Sculpture...I am a stay at home Mom to my 3 year old princess I can't wait to come up to Richmond either tomorrow or Wednesday...I miss that place like crazy! I hope you have a nice Thanksgiving. I love those Bettie shoes your mom got you...soooo cute! Take care sweetie!
[Edited on Nov 22, 2004 12:01PM]