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Yeah, Rye-kun came back sooner than expected from the tourney up in Chicago.
Upon coming home from a nice outing with Lisa, Phil, Todd, and some other dude... I find him sitting in his comfortable little grey bean bag.

Playing, as usual, Smash Brothers Melee.

I gave him kissies n' all, but he seemed to brush it off.
I asked him something along the lines of why he came home and he replied that he hadn't made it to the finals. His spot was a mere 7 out of 130 some odd people I suppose, I can't remember. Curse my damned memory.

But he seems thoroughly pissed.

Not just because he lost the tourney, but because for some reason he's in a s**t load of pain. What's worse is that I can only pacify the problem with kisses and cuddles in the late hours of the night when he writhes in pain.

Ugh.
Once again, I'm considering on becoming a doctor all over again. The idea is not only appealing money wise, but it is also favorable due to the handiness that I'll be able to diagnos what ever the #$%#$@^&78&^%$ he has. Then finally, just maybe, just freaking maybe, I'll have him healed up and back to good ole' happy boyfriend in no time.

But such is not the case. I'd have to wait at least 7 years for that to be accomplished.

And as he reads this behind my back, he says. " You give up to easily."

Bah.

More like I've tried too many times and have failed miserably for each one.
Whats the point in continuing on if you keep hitting the same freakin road block?