Who reads this still? Seriously. I hardly even jot now the ideas in my head. Whatever. Here's what I'm thinking.

Either last Friday, or even Thursday was the last time I saw you. This week seems so long that I continue to miss you. It sounds so sincere when I hear you say I miss you to me. Well, your show is this weekend. It has been a frustrated one for you from what I've noticed. Sometimes you must endure such pressure in order to fulfill your passions, but on the hand, we could all use a really good bear hug. I sit here with my new game, NHL08, to temporarily replace the attention you are unable to give me. Hoy! You're doing your stuff. I understand. Do it, in the meantime, I'm here scoring goals against the video game computer. Talk to you soon. I hope run-through stuff was fun.