I woke up feeling better because I’d gotten to talk to you yesterday and you were the last thing I saw before going to sleep and when I unlocked my phone you were there and it made me really happy briefly. While uploading and processing videos, I watched Pulp Fiction, the Tarantino movie. I got a donut with Lady and it was only a dollar and it was probably the best donut I’ve had in a while. I made some videos for you and one of gameplay in that Civilization game I told you about where China was being a bitch, going to war with me but getting their asses beat and then demanding I give them money as part of peace talks. I said nuh-uh. I kept on fighting you better believe it till they came begging for an end and I got money out of them. Well, this time, I settled some colonies and killed barbarians and talked a lot about this movie Super that I told you about yesterday, but then my computer died because the stupid cord just had to go and get unplugged. Not even from my computer! From the transformer box, that rectangular brick chargers have, usally they have a green light so you know they’re working but who looks at it? Not me. And it’d been charging fine all morning so how did it get unplugged? I must have stepped on it or something. I need a new chair for doing my recordings. That one has a bar right under my ass and after an hour or two of sitting on it, it doesn’t feel so great. After the cable got unplugged and the battery started to die, I lost my game progress because I hadn’t saved. So I had played 20 or 30 minutes and had the recording of it, but the next recording would’ve been the same damn footage as I repeated the process. I deleted the first take and started again, this time with vinegar and a yawn. It wasn’t great commentary. I was tired and not sleeping so well. I hate not being able to email you at any moment. You know I worry. I have things I want to tell you about but I can’t so now every time I want to, it makes me think of everything that’s going on and it reminds me how shit all of this is for you. I love you, Miri. We’ll get to a place where both of us are just constantly relaxed, maybe not always smiling, but not worried or panicked or suffering or missing the other. There’ll be plenty of smiling but I think if we did it 24/7 we’d have stretched out faces. We need the neutral face sometimes to get it back to compressing. I guess the playlist was a stupid idea. It doesn’t help anything now. I can’t do anything now. You’re deleting the emails to be safe so you won’t have the link to the playlist so how are you supposed to get there? No one can remember the heap of numbers and letters in the URL. I know you’re brilliant but it’s just not worth memorizing. You’ll get to see them after all of this settles. I hope it’s soon. I tallied up the duration of the videos, approximately 10 hours. Sometimes I do math for fun. It’s comforting, in a weird way. WE talked a little today, but not much. I hope everything’s okay. I hope you’d tell me if there were something I could do. I’d do anything Miri literally anything for because you need to know someone cares about you and I do.So please try to remember that even when we’re apart. I’m still thinking of dreams to write for you and making plans for them so when we get back to them, they’ll be even better. More planned out than stream of consciousness and on the spot. I have a lot of the other ones backed up too and they’re all somewhere in our emails. I can send you all of them again, if you want. And the photos and the drawings and whatever else you want. I even have our whole skype conversations archived. Nearly 4,000 pages of us talking plus audio and photos and the emails and man, we talk a lot. It might not seem like such a big deal to go 3 days with so little communication to everyone else, but it is. You’re everything to me. You’re whom I talk to. More than Jordan and he’s three blocks away and in person so there’s not the wait between typing. Yet I’ve never been bored and I only ever want more and I miss you miri I really miss you. I love you so much. This is aging me so let’s hope it ends soon or I might end up looking like Clooney and he’s a good looking fella, but I’d like to be youthful a while longer, though I guess I’ve got plenty left if everyone’s asking to see my license when I go to R-rated movies still or what I’m studying in college. This was pre-skype for me, but when I was a senior in college I was visiting home and getting a haircut and the girl, not even a lady, but someone close to my age, 20s, asked me if I had school and how far into it I was. I told her I was a senior and she was like “Oh really, I didn’t think you were that old. So you going to college next?” I was 22 at the time! I couldn’t grow a beard but I looked like my classmates. It’s like being 10 again and everyone assumes the tallest, biggest dudes are the oldest, but nuh-uh. I’m average height and weight so why do I look younger for it? It must be the hair but whatever. My facial hair is a little nuts in the videos I made today. Doesn’t look good in the least. I didn’t notice till after. Sorry but I shaved so the next video should be better. If it doesn’t rain more tomorrow, I’ll take Lady to the park or the bike trail and make another of those vlogs. I’m hesitant to go to the bike trail because it’s narrow so I need both hands for her leash but maybe I can rip the audio so you get an mp3 of it. I have everything on file, everything we ever did or talked about, I think. Most of it at least. I love you. I’ll send you all of it if you’d like. Please let me know if there’s anything I can do for you.