“You’ve got your wife sleep and your mistress money and I can’t compete with either of them”
That would be what I told Joe on the phone last night. He laughed, but I was serious. I’m pretty sure he didn’t know that I was serious. He might have realized it later, because today we’re going out with some friends, but not until almost nine o’clock, and he asked me what I was doing afterward. I was like, “what do you mean what am I doing afterward? We’re going out at nine o’clock at night!” He said, “there is more night after that you know.”
I’m not sure if he plans on spending the night with me, or if he’s just coming over. Spending the night is probably too much to hope for. *insert sad face here*
It doesn’t help he is leaving Sunday morning to go to California. Not only am I jealous as hell, I’ll miss him. He’ll be gone for two weeks. If we were married, they’d send me to California with him. *sigh* I’d be in the middle of LA with 10 hours of time to kill for two whole weeks of him working, not to mention we’d have a weekend together in between. That would be fucking awesome… But oh no, we’re not married, and they won’t send an almost-fiance with him. grrrr. (I say almost fiance because we have an agreement that he doesn’t have to buy me a ring til I get my debt paid off, silly me!)
