I'm on the train back to New York after disappearing for a couple days. Feels good. I feel relaxed and happy. Work in Fishkill was ok. Somewhat of a waste but I got paid so I guess I should be quiet.

Last week Norm said she'd help with my cable bill (since I can't do stuff she needs done). Yesterday while driving from work she asked about it but said nothing about making out that check to Cablevision. I'll have to deal with it on my own. No clue how I'll manage that and my rent, of course. Somehow though, things'll work out. I believe that. Or maybe I just think I believe that. I'm scared as always but I really don't want to focus on that right now. I just wish that the day comes soon when I'll be able to pay my rent, not starve and pay what little bills I have with no problems. It has to happen soon because I'm worn out.

Since I got to Gary's so late Monday night, we ended up just listening to music and making out on his bed. I'm not one to complain there. He seemed extra affectionate, saying "I love you" a few times. It was nice.

We met up when I got off of work yesterday. After our now typical 'what do you want for dinner?' exchange, we settled on pizza and picked it up on our way back to his place. TV and then bed. He's supposed to be off today but because Shrek 2's out today, he got called in.