I need to get off my ass and shower. I have'Gary's' smell on me but I've been lazy hell today and kept saying I'll shower in the next half hour. That and I'll get up and do my laundry. Smack me. Hard! I was in sort of a weird mood. Happy that Gary's back but brought down a little about the wedding thing. Plus being broke again.

I didn't expect to see Gary until maybe tomorrow night but he surprised me last evening with a phone call. He called around 7 and said he'd drive down. Showered, had dinner and watched 'The Sopranos'. As usual, he called when he was in the area and picked me up so I could help him find parking. For some reason even something so seemingly trivial I really enjoy doing with him. Again, we parked like 20 blocks from my house and walked until a bus showed up.

Missed him more than I thought. He took out a small plastic bag from his backpack. A box of chocolates and a souvenir bag with gummy bears. It's weird but Mark didn't come home. It's almost as if he has some sixth sense detecting when I have someone visiting. Really weird. He didn't even come home this morning.