That night she was getting dropped off in Hoboken by a co-worker, and I remember the nights with her in Hoboken. I remember the night I got stuck in that tunnel right before Hoboken, stuck in the tunnel for hours, people trying to back up out, dodging around cars not moving backwards, turning off my car, waiting in the tunnel for hours as my sweetie sat alone at the dark train terminal for hours. She offered some random ponzi-scheming guy who was staying even further west from where I live a ride back, so he could make his train in the morning, who talked our ears off the whole night, leaving us too exhausted to do anything except sleep as we finally turned in as the sun rose.
That night she was spending the night at a friend's house, and all I could think of was the night she was going out to the city with the same friend, spending the night at her place as well... and really ended up surprising me back at my place. That was such an amazing wonderful surprise.
Saturday I went to

Sunday I worked at EB. Some couple had traded in a large pile of DVDs, including every single fucking movie Katie Holmes is in, from The Gift to Disturbing Behavior. Hell, they also had just about every fucking Heath Ledger movie as well, as well as a number of movies with other WB stars. Nothing like slapping a pre-owned sticker on the face of the guy who
Had a really amazing time last night. Not amazing in the good sense, but in the amazing sense. Spent most of it an utter wreck, falling apart at the seams. My eyes are even wider open now.
Must really really really go do laundry.