It's sunny out again today. And still windy. Today is Easter sunday. I know a lot of people aren't religious.... I'm not really myself personally. Though I do believe in God... and Jesus and such. I don't believe in a lot of things that Catholic priests say. Luckily, I'm switching over to protastant for now until I move out and I can be my own religion. The eastern bunny came this morning (not really, I know there's no such thing) and I got lots of candy and a thong and a nice shirt that's too big for me. The candy is great, the thong is comfortable, believe it or not and the shirt... which is too big... is neat.

"I love you." He said. His quiet little voice came over the phone.
"I love you too." I answered back. He was supposed to come over today... but he couldn't. His retard of a parent said no.... SO he was stuck at home eating shitty leftovers. While, myself, I get turkey breast, glazed ham, pot roast, delicious bread, asparagus, and mashed potatoes. Oh yeah and bundt cake for desert. Fabulous.
The line was quiet now, probably because I was busy typing and he was busy eating his shitty leftover easter sunday dinner. Poor thing, if only he could come here and eat. I was bored of silence. I couldn't just keep typing forever without some inspiration....
"Hey." I said.
"Hey." He said, in his cute little angel voice. "What's up honey?"
"Nothin." I said quickly and easily. "Whatchoo doin?" I said goofily.
"Nothin... Just chillin." His voice was plain.
"What do you want to talk about?" My voice was calm and yet somehwhat excited. I was thinking about dinner.
"What?" He asked, his voice sounded far away. A hint of confusion in his overall drab tone. He appearently didn't hear me.
"Nothing, don't worry about it." I said and began to type down the conversation.... I wondered what he was doing. And if he was mad at me. I could hear him moving around and breathing on the other line. Cute. I gave him a kiss. He kissed me back happily. So childlike and adorable. I heard another voice. His mom was talking to him now so, I stayed silent. I asked him what was up. Same reply.
"what did your mom want?" I asked.
"She wanted to know if I wanted more food...." I laughed at this. He sounded so... bored. I chuckled and typed.
"Well..." I began as I realized I was getting a good conversation. " What did you say?"
" I said, 'Yeah'..." I burst out laughing at that and shook my head.
"Wow...." The the real conversation began.
"I'm fat." He said softly. I smacked my head.
"Shut up. Your not fat."
"Yeah I am." he said confidently.
"No. Your not."
"Yeah I am." That stubborn son of a....
"YOUR NOT FAT. SHUT IT." I almost screamed at him. The phone went silent. "geez." Your ex-girlfriend was fat but your not... I thought to myself.
Suddenly I heard him say, "I want to be with you." Man, that boy knew exactly what to say. I think when I have to go and pray at dinner, I'm going to thank God for him.