Okay, so yeah.. My fiance didn't come stay the night with me like he said he was going to.. Go fucking figure.. Army men.. Sometimes you love them, sometimes you want to strangle them.. Don't get me wrong, I love him with all my heart, I really do.. But I'm sick of the shit.. Now he doesn't know if we're getting married Monday or not.. Would be nice to fucking know.. Considering it is monday now by my clock.. Oh well.. I guess my main reason for being so moody about it is because he has to leave tomorrow night to go back to Kentucky and I don't know when I'll get to go up there and be with him for good.. I don't know when he has to go overseas.. I dread every fucking thing..
