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I'm cursed.

Every time I badly badly BADLY want to see David...every time I DESPERATELY need to be in his presense, feel his great big David hugs, ruffle his fuzzy David hair, hear his little David laugh...something comes up.

But it doesn't come up until THE VERY DAY we plan to get together.

But at least this time it wasn't his parents' fault; he called and said that he wasn't feeling well. I'm not mad at him or anyone else about this. I'm just feel like crying all day because this has been one of the most frustrating weeks of my life and I REALLY needed to talk to someone from The Gang in person about what's been going on, get lots of hugs, and give me something to do besides sit around the house and be bored or antsy.
Goddamit...