I closed the back of the store tonight... I liked it a lot better than cleaning the front. I actually had a little fun playing with this massive amount of bubbles.. because no one told me that I should fill the water then add soap. It was fun, reminded me of when I was little. So I splashed around with the bubbles for a little bit then did the dishes.
Ross and I had a good talk the other day.. He admitted that he missed Mandie, and I told him that that's okay. He said he felt better knowing that I missed her too.. and I wondered... was there ever a doubt of that?
I wanted to ask him if the thought of her not missing him ever bothered him?
I don't think she misses us..
Another one of those nights, where I'm laying here thinking about her.. in case all my talking about her didn't give that away. I do it a lot.. lay there and stare at the ceiling and wonder what she's doing.. and if she's laying down missing me.
Probably not.. she's probably missing Rob, or having fun.
I haven't allowed myself to e-mail her, and I've managed to stick to that. Which means that unless she decides to do another random "I want to be friends again even though I already said that once then completely ignored you" thing.
C'est la vie.
< /whining >