No way...

So Bonnie says she may come see me this weekend.

Oh my. Oh me oh my. I suddenly have fifty things that need to be done before Friday... clean my apartment, top to bottom, dust, vacuum, wash dishes, finish and fold laundry, change my sheets, buy groceries, bake stuff... I'm excited, but she'll probably cancel at the last minute... still, it's nice to have my hopes up about something! Man, it'll be great to see her...

Well, mostly great. It'll probably remind me of all the reasons I still want to be with her... and she'll probably look absolutely stunning and be witty and funny and all that. But that's okay... I sacrifice it willingly for the chance to see her again!