Realized it was Saturday night, although I was wrong, it was actually Friday night, but I've been mistaking it for Saturday all day, although at 1:30 a.m. it was technically Saturday. And realized I could check to see if Jake was out or not, since last Saturday night he was actually in. Tonight he was out. I don't know where, really, I don't know for sure whether it was MMC, I just know he wasn't at home, until somewhere between 2:30 and 2:45 am.

One has to imagine that the day will come when he doesn't do that anymore. Will he be 50 and still going to MMC? Some guys photographed there look to be about 50. What about age 65? You're as young as you feel, right? 75 years old and still out every night alone at a bar ogling svelte naked women with a couple beers in his system. Somehow I can't see it. So, assuming he lives that long, what will be the thing that brings about the change?

Sorry, but I watched Bridget Jones's Diary tonight, thinking only of the cute, funny parts and forgetting the romantic parts. While convinced tonight that I prefer single life, I still long for that love. And the only place I even know to think about it from is Jake. I'm supposed to be forgetting him but the truth is I waver. In fact the whole thought about driving past his house tonight arose after I thought about messaging him on Myspace that I miss him. Something that Two-Months-Ago-Me strictly forbade. The lyrics as Bridget and Mark Darcy kissed were something about having waited so long for you to come through...

Given that Jake isn't going to come through, I do wish there were someone else to think about.

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