So I'm a horrible tease. Make that last post, leave you alone to ruminate for two weeks.
Did you know that there comes a point in the night where you push right past the wall of exhaustion and adrenaline wakes you back up again? That was me about 5 am on Christmas Eve. I was up until 8:30, he was up till 5:30. I dare say that after that night, it's not really in question anymore. We're talking about what we're gonna do when we meet, not if. My plans include punching him, but he says he's gonna glomp me and hold me so tightly I can't hit him. I say I'll find a way. >:]
Anyone wanna buy me some plane tickets?
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