Can't Work.

I have like 4 things that I really need to get done tonight, but I can't stop thinking about her. Damn it. Why can't I get her out of my head?

I wish I was off of work already, so that I could go work out, jam the new White Stripes, Icky Thump (Rag and Bone is frickin' sweet), go home, throw in a snooter, play some MK Armageddon, and go to bed. Then, get up and repeat 2X. She's not going to be home until Sunday night, and I have a sickening feeling in my stomach that I'm not going to get to hear from her again until then.

I'm starting to feel like a stalker. I text messaged her 3X tonight, and called and left a brief voicemail. Although, when I spoke with her earlier she said that her phone was about to die, and that she may not be able to get it charged tonight.

Oh well, seriously, this is ridiculous. I can't believe I'm acting like such a douche bag.

Uh, uh, uh, uh,....Damn it! I can't stop thinking about her. This Frickin' Blows my balls!