So he has left me. Not forever. Just for a while. It was strange going home last night knowing he wouldn't be there. What is worse though, is that I don't think it's so much the missing him but that I am jealous of him going to the airport and going somewhere fun without me. Does that make me a bad person?

This is delicious...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1OrdtJbozr8