i am woman, hear me spaz

[verbicide]

I just want to say that I love my boyfriend.

Called Greg tonight, hyperventilating about tomorrow's interview. And when I hyperventilate I am ALL OVER THE PLACE. I shriek. I whine. I babble uncontrollably.

I leap from topic to topic. I fixate. I obsess. I refuse to be distracted from whatever is freaking me out. Job search. Hobbsie. Horrors befalling my friends. Water retention. The willfully unruly state of my hair.

For two solid hours, he comforted, soothed, and reassured me. I'm lucky. He finds high strung neurotic lunatics cute. He is the human equivalent of a candle-lit bubble bath.

As much as I'm still nervous about all the things that are going on tomorrow, it just doesn't matter so much now. Because at the end of it all--interview, border crossing with Hobbes, traffic, whatever--I get to see Greg and get a monster hug and kiss from him. When I go to bed tomorrow, I'll be snuggling with both man and beast. And really, nothing really beats that.


And while I'm feeling all warm and fuzzy:

Best wishes to neojima and phemale! Huzzah!! I wish I could be at your wedding tomorrow, but I wish the both of you the best of each other!