Doomcat

So I'm back from my weekend with girlfriendcat, a whole weekend of internet deficient fun. Instead of going on the internet, we watched a film. And, instead of going on the internet we played monopoly.

And talked, and did coupley things.

But now she is gone.

And I have returned to my indented chair cushion, to the desk with dust shapes identical to that of my laptop.

To the hours of conversations with my flatmates regarding what microphone a fictional character in a film is using, while suggesting better hardware alternatives.

And the many sleepless nights, either working on logic-based projects or being awake wishing for inspiration in aspiration to begin creating a logic-based project.

And the cheap food, and the cheap alcohol.

And the loneliness, the crippling loneliness.

And it's at 12:50AM, with not a single part of me wanting to go to bed ready for my 10AM lecture this morning, that I truly realise she's gone for another 3 weeks.

She's gone.

But, alas, I need to stop making sad cat faces on photoshop as it's certainly not going to help.

It was a great weekend, and I'm returning back for her in 3 weeks so you can track my mood progression  as the mere 21-or-so days slowly draw to a conclusion. Maybe you'll even get some interesting posts for once!

I know, not a chance of that happening. I thought it was hilarious though.