Whatever Update

Evidently Mr. Stonecold is not as stoney or as cold as I thought. We talked on Sunday. Generally it came down to he had no idea that our relationship made me feel like a whore. Um...yeah. Ok.

He truly felt bad about it. Truly, deeply, honestly, he felt bad about something. I was shocked. I'm still shocked. It's taken me this long to get over the shock and be able to blog about it. It's the first true honest emotion I've seen out of him.

But he's gone this week. We haven't talked since Sunday night. We've chatted, but we haven't talked. I know it is because we both recognize that the conversation that is coming next is not something that should be done over the phone. That and he's workin his ass off and he's exhausted by the end of the day.

I don't want to loose our friendship. I keep running over in my head how that could be possible. Absent an act of God I have no idea. It has changed. We have changed. We have done things to each other that prevent us from going back to the "nudge on the shoulder let's have a cup of coffee" kind of relationship. I think we could get back there eventually. We're both so stubborn that neither one of us will admit that we think the friendship thing will be difficult to do. But it will be.

All in all though I miss his stupid face. I drove down his street the other night to go pick up Ms. Twinkie. It made me miss him. I chatted with him on the phone last night. It made me miss him. I just miss talking to him. I miss hearing about his day. I miss telling him about mine. I miss him picking on me. I miss his presence. I hate that I miss him. It bothers me. But I do. Oh well, he'll be home tomorrow. Then we can chat, and watch tv, and I'll have my friend back. For a while anyway.