True to my word for once, I actually was able to go home after work and get straight in bed. It's a good thing, too, because I couldn't have possibly lasted any longer. Driving home proved to be very difficult. Slept till Carm got home, then downstairs for my dinner, which started off well enough---turkey, cheese, and mustard on an English muffin, a couple more pieces of turkey and a piece of cheese by themselves, followed by far too many Dark Chocolate Peanut M & M's. Felt rather sick afterwards, and not just from my self-loathing and gluttony, but the too much candy sick, as well. Carmin had a migraine, so after watching a bit of television, we went to sleep, I believe it was before 10 o'clock. It was alright though. Texted Nick and found out that he was still in pain and only lasted at work till 6:30, but ended up having to spend two more hours there filling out accident reports.

I'm contemplating going out to Christian's to see if he still has that other Tom Waits record, but I haven't made up my mind. If I go out there, I don't know for sure if he's even open, if he has the record, and I know I will end up eating at one of the restaurants out there (Holy's or Golden West most likely.). I'd like to get that for Nick. Even though so much went on after that bit of drama the other night, I still am a little distressed in that I want to be sure that it has in fact passed and resolved. I guess it's just that last night was Wednesday and we did not see eachother. I'm off tomorrow to get the last of the stuff out of the apartment and they come over for the walk-through, and after that, we will have severed all contact with fucking Fox Hall.

Tomorrow night is the Depeche Mode, New Order, The Cure, Duran Duran Dance Party at Ottobar, which I'm very excited about. If Nick doesn't go to work, it would be good to get there early, when there is no cover and $2 drinks.

I will be so glad to end my work week here and get to see Nick later. I'd like nothing more than to have several drinks with a beautiful boy.