Jul. 9th, 2004
Sleep,
You are elusive.
Becca, baby, what am I gonna do with you?
Oblivously not have an affair, I see that you've got all your bases covered on that account already ^.~
There's got to be a way to make that bed more comfortable...
(Jeremy, I miss your bed..... the one in Pierce. It was small, cramped... but somehow it was always comfy in another way. Some way I can't quite put my finger on. maybe it changed from time to time, or maybe it was more than one way.)
I should go to bed, my contacts are beginning to hurt. Maybe reading Lord of the Rings will make me sleepy enough...
I'm still always dehydrated, what's with that?
Now I'm used to sleeping with some kind of light on...
I guess that's from dorm living... either someone was studying, or coming home, or because the blinds never quite blocked the street lamp on University from my bed...
or maybe from falling asleep all the time while Jeremy was doing homework, sometimes while I was still
doing homework.....
mmm......
I loved to do that so much..
I could watch you while you worked at your desk, or while you didn't do your work and read slashdot instead ^.~
fall asleep over a book of some sort, sprawled across and all on top of covers and pillows
...until you would come and wake me, tell me to take out my contacts, and give me my share of the covers and my spot on the pillow while we scooted around to fit all of our various limbs into the limited space ^^
Maybe that's part of the problem I have now...
during the school year I can work on homework and things until I'm exhausted and crash, but now I don't have that "luxury" here at home during the summer... nor the company...
*drinks more water... (it's never enough, dammit!)*
And Jeremy, you'd always let me ask you all kinds of the dumbest, off the wall questions.......
and find me answers, or just let us be horribly sidetracked ^_^
even though you were working, trying to work, doing homework...
*yawn*
you're always warm, you know......
You are elusive.
Becca, baby, what am I gonna do with you?
Oblivously not have an affair, I see that you've got all your bases covered on that account already ^.~
There's got to be a way to make that bed more comfortable...
(Jeremy, I miss your bed..... the one in Pierce. It was small, cramped... but somehow it was always comfy in another way. Some way I can't quite put my finger on. maybe it changed from time to time, or maybe it was more than one way.)
I should go to bed, my contacts are beginning to hurt. Maybe reading Lord of the Rings will make me sleepy enough...
I'm still always dehydrated, what's with that?
Now I'm used to sleeping with some kind of light on...
I guess that's from dorm living... either someone was studying, or coming home, or because the blinds never quite blocked the street lamp on University from my bed...
or maybe from falling asleep all the time while Jeremy was doing homework, sometimes while I was still
doing homework.....
mmm......
I loved to do that so much..
I could watch you while you worked at your desk, or while you didn't do your work and read slashdot instead ^.~
fall asleep over a book of some sort, sprawled across and all on top of covers and pillows
...until you would come and wake me, tell me to take out my contacts, and give me my share of the covers and my spot on the pillow while we scooted around to fit all of our various limbs into the limited space ^^
Maybe that's part of the problem I have now...
during the school year I can work on homework and things until I'm exhausted and crash, but now I don't have that "luxury" here at home during the summer... nor the company...
*drinks more water... (it's never enough, dammit!)*
And Jeremy, you'd always let me ask you all kinds of the dumbest, off the wall questions.......
and find me answers, or just let us be horribly sidetracked ^_^
even though you were working, trying to work, doing homework...
*yawn*
you're always warm, you know......