Well I'm up early. I'm working from home this morning, because it is just more efficient than going in for two or three hours. At 1 we are leaving for Chicago to go to an Enrique Iglesias concert. I love his music, and I'm surprised I'm not as excited about going as I should be. But...I'm sure I will enjoy myself with my friends. We'll be home late tonight -- I hope I have the energy to wake up tomorrow morning and get to work!

My website was down for 8 hours last night, and I was not pleased. But I guess it doesn't really matter anyway. It's not like I'm selling anything or providing important information, right?

I don't know, I'm pretty bummed right now. I miss talking to my best friend in the world. I miss talking to the only person I can tell everything to. I really do love him, even all his foibles, they are part of what makes him who he is, and his desire to overcome them makes him the man I knew I wanted to spend eternity with. I miss him. I love him, and I forgive him.