I always forget how lonely the nights are at home.
My friends are all spending time together, and I'm the only one awake in my house.
It's not even 10:30.
I'm feeling a little down, but I don't want to bother anyone. It seems silly to do so.
I'm bummed because the one person I want to talk to the most, I can't. His phone is broken.
What is it with me falling for guys and then the technology in their lives falling apart? It's like the communication gods are intentionally taking a crap on me.
Something happened to Arron's phone, and he's still trying to figure it out.
I am glad to be home, but damn, I miss Merced already.
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