i can't sleep so i'm making Jay talk to me until i fall asleep. he's not very happy with me for blogging while i'm on the phone with him. he says nothing i write about him is 100% accurate so y'all shouldn't believe any of it. he says i make him out to be an asshole and that's not who he is. he loves me more than anyone will ever know and he takes care of me and treats me like the spoiled little princess i am. now, he's telling me stop typing everything he's saying. hehe.

it looks like his trip home isn't turning out as well as we'd both hoped. he's actually staying in the guest room at my mom's because he can't stand to be at his house.

he hates to see his dog so sick and helpless. :(

he's been through my underwear drawer. weirdo. he doesn't understand why i have so many clothes. cause i'm a girl, duh!

he finally got to see the pictures from the baby shower and it made him miss me and Z even more. :( :(

i'm missing the fuck out this man right now.

he said my mom cussed at him for walking around barefoot and smacked him upside his head for holding the refrigerator door open too long. that does not surprise me. my mom's a little.....crazy.

he thinks i'm retarded for spending so much money on Amy. WHATEVER!

he took my hoodie with him [i've been looking for that all night!] so he'd have something that smelled like me to sleep with. awwwww.

he wishes he'd brought his guitar with him cause he's bored now. i'm a little offended. you can't be bored when you're on the phone with me.

oooh, before i forget: Jay is on facebook and there's this little anonymous honesty box thingy. all the comments from girls are about wanting to fuck him and/or talking shit about me. if i ever find out who these bitches are, i'm killing all of 'em.

now i must end this pointless post because we're gonna spend the next hour telling each other "i miss you" and "i love you" and talking dirty. heh.

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