Not coping...

Last night I cracked. I missed The Hair so much and I suggested that he could come round, spend the night last night and then go home this evening, but it didn't happen. It just made me really irritable and I wished that I hadn't suggested it. I cried for a few hours, meaning that when I woke up this morning my eyelids were swollen. Not fun. It also didn't help that The Hair came round this morning and woke me up when he arrived, meaning that when I did eventually get to be with my loved one I looked like I'd been sleeping in a bee hive. Of course he kept telling me I looked beautiful, but I couldn't quite believe him on this occassion.

The day's been good though. We've done nothing, just lazed around, and there was another thunderstorm. We've had one everyday for three days in a row, which is an unusual treat for storm lovers such as myself. I wish it would clear the air more though, as my hayfever is very serious this year. I feel drained all the time and usually when I wake up I sneeze like I've got the flu. Another reason why I don't really like the summer.