  So after fully housing a bagel this morning, Rita and I go to lunch to simply walk around the Upper West Side. Yeah...walk right to Burger King I mean. Do I ever stop? My stomach is so full of trash right now. I look like I have distended belly syndrome. Paul has been totally up my ass lately. It's very strange. Last week he basically begged me to go visit him in Boston, and while I would usually jump at the chance, I just felt as though I needed a weekend on my own in the city. I ended up staying here and had a pretty great time on Saturday night. This week, he is still finding a way to crawl inside of my ass and go right to my heart. He can be incredibly sweet when he wants to be. On more than one occasion today, I have stopped and thought about how adorable he really is. Well, Rita explained to me how adorable she thought he was and then I had to totally agree with her. I mean, whatever Rita says gos! His internship has just been extended through October and while that is great for him (meaning he may get transferred to NYC if he gets hired full time), it also means that I will be seeing much less of him.
:( Haven't seen his face in about 2-3 weeks. Usually that is about all I can handle. This weekend my parents will be here, the weekend after, Rita's boyfriend will be here and the weekend after that... well, the weekend after that will make it 5 weeks apart.
I can't stand this shit. Just be patient Joe. He is moving here in exactly two months. Two months from today that is. If he actually moves here and he and I see eachother every day, I am going to bust with happiness. I can't possibly imagine what it would be like to have a boyfriend that lives in the same exact city. WOW. The luxury of it all. K...guess that's it for now. Should probably try to do some actual office work. Oh and before I forget...the words of the day are: shit, douche, cunnilingus, feces, urine, period, and anything else that makes my humor base and not as pretentious as those I have recently encountered. 
