one step at a time.

Wednesday, July 18, 2007

nervous

I'm the worst waiter in the world. I don't mean waiter as in person who serves food (although I'm not the best at that), I mean waiter as in person who is waiting for something/someone.

My boyfriend phoned to say he was having a pretty rotten day and to tell me that he would need to stay at work for several hours longer than usual.... He seemed genuinely p'd off and I still don't really know what's going on. And it's meant that I have done nothing useful all evening.

I've practised trumpet.

I've made some food.

I've blog-hopped a lot.

Which is all I really had to do this evening anyway... I'm just worried. And I want him to hurry up and get home to tell me about it.

3 comments:

the108 said...

Oh, god... I'm the same way. I get all anxious dealing with this sort of thing. Good luck! Hope everything is okay for yer-man :-)

Travis said...

I hope everything turned out ok.

Caty said...

trumpet? wao! great!