Holy God.

I don't know whether Jesus hates me, or he loves me, but wow...this was all him. Either the next 3 weeks are going to be absolute heaven, or hell all over again. I'm hoping for the former. I was sitting on the floor listening in on my conference call. I didn't say a word throughout the conference call. Then someone knocks on my door. I thought it was my el-creepo neighbor. I'm still on the phone, I look through the blinds, and there he stands. Brittain. I really think I literally had a stroke. I told the 30 people on the conference call that I'd call them back. They all think I'm nuts now. It's pretty funny in retrospect. As I was hanging up, I could hear them going, "Huh?" Then, my knees went out from under me. By the time I had the door open, Brittain was wondering what had happened to me. I basically attacked him. I jumped on him and hugged him and screamed and accidentally cussed at him. Not in a mean way, more in an incredulous still having a heart attack kind of way. I think I had a 3 hour long stroke. He's on vacation for 3 weeks before heading back to China. We had a great time. I just don't know what to do. It's going to either be a lot of fun, or it's going to be like the last 3 weeks he was here before he left. I don't want to go through that again...although it's kind of worth it to see him again. I called C and she told me that I really need to get over it cause he's really "not that into me." She's probably right. The problem is that I'm "that into him." It may be a one-way street, but I'm having a hard time with the U-turn. I'll keep everyone posted. I actually just wanted to write this in case it was all a dream...I wanted to have proof I wasn't nuts. I'm going to realize I have a serious problem if this is a dream. I'm going to shower and bed...I wouldn't mind another dream like this. Laters!