Missing my beer, and not the kind you drink

Blurb My Brain:

So I stayed at a friend's house last night and someone in the house was snoring.  I woke up disappointed it wasn't my boyfriend.  That has to be the weirdest thing I'll ever say.  He's always on my mind, 17 readers.  lol.  I miss my man pretty much all the time, and sometimes it's unbearable, but other times its like a little blip in my thoughts.  I've never felt this way before.  But, I kinda like it.  The blip keeps me on my path, keeps me from doing things that I'd regret later.  All I think of is "No, I have a boyfriend, and he's awesome and there is no way this loser is going to mess that up for me" when I go out and people hit on me. lol.  So there you have it, my definition of love.