Foiled again

So I didn't make it over there last night either.

Its always something. I fuckin miss my man, dammit.

But I'm taking it to mean that I'm gonna run my mouth and God doesn't want me to look like an idiot, or mercilessly stomp on baby's kidneys if he doesn't repsond in kind. So I'll just chalk it up to divine intervention.

Guess I'm supposed to tell him saturday, so saturday it is.

I miss him though. I need a hug. Oh well, lemme work.