I know, I shouldn't be complaining, he's a great man, but sometimes I wish he could care just a little bit more when I need him to.
For an entire week I've been trying to get him to do lunch with me, the first time, he didn't see my SMS. The second time, he wasn't free to go out. That was a week ago. As for the rest of the week, I have been sitting and waiting for his call to offer some time to lunch together. No luck.
It has also been a week since I had lunch. Thank god I have what I like to call a "super stomach" that do not really get hungry. OK that's ridiculous. It just doesn't make much of a fuss when it's hungry, just some growling - nothing different from the growls I get even with a full stomach. I'm only eating to stay alive. And actually to lavish on the satisfaction of pleasing a craving, I can’t wait to cook my Sour Cream and Chives at home. If it turns out bad, I’ll just resort to Maggie mee.
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