Happy hello

I get to pick up MarkyMark tomorrow at 8 15am from the airport. I can't wait.
I'm so happy. MarkyMark and I will attempt to do the "cook Thanksgiving meal" thing, but since it'll be just the two of us, it won't matter if it all goes horribly wrong. I'm so very happy MarkyMark will be here, cuz I'm still not allowed to travel and all. I get el Marko from Wednesday to Sunday. As usual, it won't be nearly long enough, but... It's better than nothing. It's better than sleeping alone. Better than 100 texts and a bedtime phone call every day. It's these little extended weekends that make the distance bearable. These brief snippets are why we've made it through the last 4 ish years. They're the reason I'm still sane.

Moving on, the chick who drove me to my last chemo? She was cool. I like her. She ran out of fucking gas on the way to my appointment... She seemed hella young to me, and she hella freaked out about it. I found it all quite funny. So that put us about an hour and a half behind schedule. But, my docs and nurses were cool about it. I called them to tell them I'd be late, and called again once we were back on the road with an estimate of how long it'd be till we made it there (and I was right on time. There's no denying it folks, I'm good.)

I finally met Crossbow's new dog this weekend. It's a mini-pinscer, and SO cute. She looks like a tiny deer (she's all brown), and I love her. She didn't reciprocate my feelings, but that's cool. My fake dog Rowdy is bigger than she is, so I'm confident that if it came time to throw down, I could take her.

I washed my truck today. TJ, not Zachary. Zach went home to live with Mommy and Daddy for a while. I think that was the first time since my knee surgery, and that shit was in May... I didn't do such a great job. There are missed spots and brush marks, but hey, I was hurtin. I also cleaned all the empty water bottles out of the back seat-area. And I did all my grocery shopping on Monday. I'm officially ready for MarkyMark's arrival, and I'm all excited about it. I miss my MarkyMark.

I even went into work today, cuz I was all excitedness and needed to get out of the house. Crossbow knew I was excited bout MarkyMark cuz I get like this every time. It was weird that my big boss and all the other people at work were askin me about Mark, cuz normally I don't tell anyone. Just cuz... It's weird. Me and MarkyMark kinda fall off the face of the earth when Mark comes into town. We go to movies, and out to eat and shopping, or just hole-up here cuz I can't fucking move, whatever, but to have everyone at working asking me "So when's your friend getting in?" is weird. I want to tell them to mind their own damn business, you know? But... I know Crossbow just told them cuz they were all concerned; wanting to make sure I had someplace to go for Turkey Day. Which I appreciate. I'm just not a touchy-feely, have everyone up in my business, kind of person. Hell, my parents and family don't know Mark's coming into town. They don't need to know. And my parents don't really like Marky, but the can just fuck the hell off now, can't they?

Now that I've told you all sorts of shit you probably never wanted to know, I think I'm gonna wrap this shit up.

Much love, and may you all spend your Turky Day with those you love. Or may you have enough alcohol to think that you love those you spend the day with.

P.S. Fuck Kanser