The other night, Rory made it perfectly clear that he would never pursue a relationship with me.

Ugh, it just makes me angry. I don't know what the hell he wants from me. He tells me he misses me, and he calls me an angel, and he asks me to come visit him, but then he always shoots me down.

I don't know if he's really so blind that he doesn't see how much I care for him, or if he honestly just doesn't care. I don't know.

So I decided I needed a Rory break for a while. In my own little world, I was thinking about him, and imagining all the possibilities...

Other than that... Stuart's back in town for a week. I still think he's gorgeous, and I love his accent, but I think we're both too shy to have anything happen while he's here. Pity.

Hmmmm.. No other news, really. I have a terrible kink in my neck, but I don't know where it came from.

I'm chillin' with Bullseye tomorrow at the first of Mickey's Very Merry Christmas Parties. Because, you know, at Disney World, as soon as Halloween ends, Christmas starts a week later and lasts till January. Bah.

That's about it. A child lost her tooth at work today, and I couldn't hug her because she had blood running down her face. So she was crying because I wouldn't hug her. It was terrible.