After a particularly satisfying strawberry Yazoo, I let out a rather gutteral burp - which Ian proceeded to tell me was a 'chick burp'. I'd like to say that what followed was a burp-off of massively milky proportions, but sadly, we're not that exciting. I asked Ian if it bothers him when I burp (I don't do it often, and usually just for comic effect) and he said 'no'. Glad we covered that then.
Ian played hockey today for the first time in ages, and it was really great that he got out. Laurika and Tandy came over and we watched the F1. Two things: Turkey is always going to be known as a fantastic circuit, and I missed Ian so much today!
After Lau and Tands left, I felt really bored and really lonely... I guess Ian and I spend so much time together on the weekends that being by myself again was quite strange. I wonder what it'll be like when we move apart - I guess we'll see each other all the time on the weekends, but weeknights will seem less warm. I suppose it'll make me jump up and down when I see him again; as I did when my love came home this evening.
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