Today is Q's birthday. I just bought him the most thoughtful gift that he has always wished for. His excitement was contagious and it filled me with a warmth and joy that only comes from giving. Seeing as we are both busy, he has organised a drink-up at his crib over the weekend. I can't wait to hit his party. The only trouble is, he's failed to commit to a particular date. I'm pushing him to make it on Friday since on Saturday I'll be at the Jonathan Butler concert while Sunday absolutely doesn't work for me. Reason, the Biker returns to town that day. The excitement i'm feeling can only be compared to a coward's first bungy jump.
The Ex called from Bagdad to say he was thinking about me lately. For some reason, his call did not excite me that much even if he made a huge effort to continuously flatter me. If i didn't know better, I'd think traditional punctuation had totally run out of style judging from his constant flow of endearments. He still refuses to say when he'll be back saying he wants to surprise me. Well, lets hope he doesn't surprise himself instead.
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