Last night was of course Tuesday. It being Tuesday, it’s time for the regular choral society practice (if anyone cares, we were doing John Rutters “O When the Saints” and “Down by the Riverside”). Afterwards we go to the pub as we often do.
When I get home, TOP has already left to go bed (I presume – she was N/A in ICQ and a “Are you awake” message didn’t elicit a response). It left me thinking that this is the really bad thing about LDRs – if I saw TOP most days it wouldn’t bother me that we barely talked last night, but the fact we didn’t talk does bother me – a lot. Maybe its just the fact this is a new thing, but when in an LDR, you clearly need whatever contact you can get.