2:21PM
Long and the short of it, I miss you.
The next day, I forwarded Larry a message and included a remark about how he could maybe find time to reply. He wrote back and asked, "Who pee'd in your cornflakes?" To which, I responded:
Lately, I've been feeling a lot more like Katie. You love us both A LOT, but we both get left home. I don't want to be Katie, I want to be the Justin I used to be. I want to be the guy attached to your hip. I want the doctor who replaced me as your siamese twin with Lance to reverse the operation. I want to be in California and
I don't want you to leave as soon as I get there. *tears in eyes* I MISS YOU. *crying* I REALLY MISS YOU. I want you back in my life, the way it used to be.
Maybe the attached .jpg will show you just how much you mean to me.
And that's the reason that I'm in such a bad mood that I could rip the heads off puppies... not kittens, though. *half hearted, tear stained smile*
A couple days and a long letter from Larry later, I came back around.
1:35AM Technically June 13, 1996
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June 11, 1996
I guess there's a part of me that's jealous (no, actually more envious) of Lance. I mean, I know you need someone on the boyfriend level, but as the kase with almost all close friends, when a boyfriend comes into the picture, the best friend gets less attention. You know, whether I say it or not, you're the one who my world revolves around. Chuck even had to shut me up for I was talking about you so much. I'd cut off my pinky toe just to be in California with you now and to go to Hawaii with you and to just hang out again. Granted, I don't think the pinky toe fare will come into existance anytime soon, but I'd do it... seriously. (And heck, it'd make for a good story as well *grin*) I love you a lot... :-)
Well, I don't quite see how I can put more emotion into an e-mail than I did yesterday, but here goes. And I'm not saying that anything's your "fault." I'm just explaining myself.
June 12, 1996
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