hey, cool thought. don't leave. :|
how bad am i for actually considering not leaving?
terrible. don't. i'd never forgive myself if i kept you from any kind of career advancement. ...this is for career advancement, right? if not, then brb lemme get my knots.
sigh, i know, i can't actually skip it. i'd be mad at myself if i didn't go, and it's...kind of important to my job, yeah. :(
sigh, fine, fine. and you know i'll be so fucking proud of you out there on your paper chase, and i was an adult and went into an actual sex toy store today in order to play games with you, so i guess we can't let THAT go to waste. but ugh. i will miss you.
goddammit, just. thank you? thank you. i needed that, i've been so anxious and jittery and stressed today. i'll miss you too, so goddamn much. i'm mad.
uh oh. what's going on? just travel anxiety?
travel anxiety, life anxiety. which, like, i was in yoga for a decade today so i should, by all means, be pretty calm right now, but i am not.
lmfao don't worry about it. can i be honest? yoga sometimes gives me anxiety. like, i like doing it, it's good for me, soothes my beast and makes me stretchy and shit, but i just can't with the instructor at the place i go because there's always like a 1/5 shot that she'll tell a story about studying in india and i'm like stahhhhhp let me stretch in peace. is there anything i can do? tell you a story? talk you down? touch your hair? reassure you of your worth?
yeah, today there was chanting and self-affirmations and i had sweat dripping into my nostrils, it was a time. yes, please. all of the above? i'm feeling greedy and pathetic, and i need you.
of course, baby, i'll be right there. let me just get my contacts out. i made chana masala. do you want me to bring some leftovers to heat up too?
i can come to you so meeseeks isn't all by himself. hell, my bag is already packed for tomorrow. but...yes. leftovers would be perfect.
okay, perfect. then i can plan to give you a ride tomorrow. what time is your flight out? what else can i get ready for you? the world is your oyster, my sweet.
it's in the evening, so i'm still working part of the day before heading to the airport. nothing, just. nothing. just you. you're perfect, i'm set.
oh, okay. even better. come on over. mr. meeseeks is so excited to see you. and by that i mean he's licking his own asshole, but i'm not wearing a shirt, so it's kind of a give and take thing, you know?
oh, what a coincidence! i'm not wearing a shirt either, so i think we're on the same page. i'm excited to see mr. meeseeks too, even if his breath smells like asshole.