Here it is! Yay!

Be thankful I actually got this out! We got hit with that hurricane Tuesday and stuff's been crazy. Monday we lost power every 10 minutes (for like, 2 seconds) from 8:45-10:30 pm. Then at midnight we lost power for good. Since I can't sleep when I hear annoying noises (aka the heater in my room clicking as it slowly cools down since there's no power) I ended up sleeping on the couch in my parents' room...but then couldn't fall back asleep because the house felt like it was going to blow over and the rain/wind was ridiculously loud. Flash forward to Tuesday morning and luckily our power came back on (which is a miracle since we lose power for hours in a normal, every day thunderstorm) but our flipping kitchen roof was leaking! Then our basement flooded because our sup pump was off with the power and couldn't pump the water out. THEN we go out to the barn and our barn is flooded! My poor horse was all upset because he was standing in 2-3 inches of water in his entire stall. So guess where I spent my entire day... at work? hell no! Out in the barn taking turns with my mom to hold my horse while we wet vaccumed his stall. Talk about miserable...

On the plus side, this past weekend was absolutely amazing! I got to have a good time out with all my friends I graduated with and saw some people I haven't seen SINCE graduation! The weather was crummy, but it was fun. Except I may have accidentally led my guy friend/makeout buddy on and when he tried to get me to come home I acted drunker than I was and told him I couldn't and then ran away...then the next morning I texted him pretending I had forgotten what happened the night before... hahahaha woops... Also, my guy friends invited me up to their old frat house to hang out and after 3 hours there I ran into the guy I super crushed on all through senior year of college (and yeah, the crush is totally still there) and it turns out he lives 5 minutes down the street from where I work! So if anyone has any suggestions on how I can "run into" him, let me know! hahaha.

Anyway, onto the story!

Lew didn't have to leave until early afternoon the next day. True to his word, they ordered room service for breakfast, choosing to spend the entire morning in bed. Not that Meg was complaining. Lazy kisses and passionate displays of affection were quickly becoming her favorite activities. She wasn't about to deny herself them.

When she had been little, Meg had often witnessed her parents behave similarly. At the dinner table they would exchange sweet looks when they thought her and Adam weren't looking. When one had been off on a mission, the other had waited not-so-patiently for their return. The embraces and kisses had always been loving and gentle.

Never would Meg have imagined herself in something like this. She had always felt her life was meant to be lived loving nothing but her work and her country. She cared about her team members, and she would always love Adam, but romance was never in the cards for her. Not when there was always another job to do.

But now it was different. Now she had someone who cared about her, and she realized she cared about him too. It was new and exciting, but at the same time it was so wonderful to feel loved; to feel safe in someone's arms.

"What?" Lew finally asked, his pancakes mid-chew.

"What, what?" Meg replied coyly, trying to blow off the fact that he had caught her staring at him.

"What is that look you've been giving me for the past twenty minutes?" he clarified after he'd chewed and swallowed the rest of his mouthful.

"I don't know what you're talking about," was all Meg could say. Because honestly, it was much better than the truth, which was that she had been studying every part of him so she would never forget this moment.

By the time they got up, Meg knew she had every line of his face memorized. She knew where his laugh wrinkles were, exactly how high his left eyebrow rose when he mocked her, and just how wide his mouth would go depending on how humorous he found something.

As she sat on the bed, waiting for him to come out of the shower, cold hard reality hit her.

Lew would be going back to Aldbourne in a few hours, and the odds of him getting to visit her again were slim to none. She would be stuck here on her own, with only her daydreams to keep her entertained. And what was going to happen when they finally got shipped to Europe? Would they see each other before? Would they see each other after?

When did she come to depend on Lew so much? When did he become such a large part of her life? It had to have been before this weekend together, but when she thought on it, she couldn't think of an exact time when he went from being just another of the men to her Lew. Maybe it had always been that way, she just hadn't realized it.

And honestly, this realization was scary. She had never cared about someone other than family and her team before, yet here she was revolving her entire world around someone she hadn't even known for a year. This was completely irrational of her.

"Stop it," she told herself harshly, wringing her hands together before burying them in her skirt. In all truth, if there was ever a time to be irrational about a man, it was in the middle of a war. Who knew where they would be tomorrow, or a week from then, or even next year. Hell, they could both very well be killed in action soon. Now was the time to live a little. Did she really want to deny herself this situation when it could be her last chance at any form of romance?

"Ready?" Lew asked as he came out of the shower, toweling his hair dry. Meg jumped up from the bed, walking over to place a kiss on his cheek. "What was that for?" he asked and she shrugged, walking over to put on her coat.

"Just because. Aren't I allowed to give you a kiss just because?" she asked and he smirked.

"Not on my cheek you aren't," he told her as he offered his arm. "That's reserved for my mother and grandmothers."

Meg laughed, nestling her cheek onto his arm as they walked out the door.

"My mistake."

They walked out into the crisp London air with every intention of getting lunch at a diner before Lew went on his way. They had settled on heading to the diner where they had gotten lunch with Harry on their last visit; however Meg was surprised when Lew pulled her into a shop. She was so surprised, she didn't even see the shop name until they were inside.

"Cartier?" she whispered excitedly, looking around.

She had never been in a Cartier shop before. She had heard they were exquisite to experience but her past years had been spent seriously devoted to her job. She didn't have time for foolish things such as jewelry she could never afford. Sure, she had a few nice necklaces somewhere from the General but she didn't consider those gifts. They were just extra baggage to remind her of what she had experienced while wearing them.

Still, she was first and foremost a woman, so being in a shop filled with so much expensive jewelry sent her into a small tizzy. Her eyes darted around so quickly, she had no idea what to look at first. She also had no idea why Lew would have dragged her in here. Unless...

"Pick something," Lew said and she looked up at him with raised eyebrows.

"Something?" she repeated in disbelief. He actually wanted to buy her something from one of these expensive, gorgeous cases? He nodded, motioning around.

"Yeah, something. But pick wisely, I have a no return policy," he added with a smirk and Meg rolled her eyes before walking up to the closest counter, peering into the glass.

The jewelry before her was ridiculously beautiful. She was sure it rivaled all of the necklaces the General had bought her, all of which were stuffed in a drawer back on Base somewhere, out of sight.

The price tags on some of the items were clearly visible, making her gulp at the cost. No matter how much of a girl she admitted she was, she could never feel comfortable making someone pay this much for such a trivial item.

"Lew I can't," Meg said, looking up at him. He frowned, turning instead to the sales clerk.

"Can we see that one?" he asked and the clerk nodded, pulling a large diamond necklace off of a velvet pillow and walking around the counter to fasten it around Meg's neck himself.

Once it was on, Meg looked in the mirror, eyeing herself from different angles. She had to admit the necklace was gorgeous. The silver fastenings combined perfectly with the clear diamonds, covering her neck in an elegant shine. Still, the necklace was too gaudy for her taste and she knew she'd most likely never wear it. She definitely wouldn't wear it enough to make the price worth it.

"Lew I can't," she repeated again but Lew shook his head at the clerk, indicating he take it off.

"You're right, too big," he said to her, as if the reason behind her statement was because the necklace wasn't right. "Earrings maybe?" he asked, pointing to a pairs that Meg personally felt were too much for her; just like everything else in the store seemed to be.

As Lew continued to point different pieces of jewelry out to her, Meg realized something: he had no idea what she would like. He was merely pointing out the most obnoxious (and probably most expensive) ones. She wondered if it was because those were what Katharine would have chosen or if they were the types of necklaces the women back home in New Jersey wore. Still, he had to have decent taste in jewelry; he had gotten her dartboard charm made by personal request after all.

She was following Lew around mindlessly, giving him the satisfaction of trying things on and holding back each grimace, when something caught her eye. Straying from Lew and the clerk, she walked over to a case, staring down into it.

A thin silver bracelet lay off to the side on a pale blue pillow. Dangling from it was a small heart charm, but other than that it was very simple.

"See something?" Lew asked, walking up to look over her shoulder. Meg nodded, pointing to the bracelet.

"If you absolutely insist on buying me something, I want it to be that," she said and he nodded, motioning to the clerk.

"Would the lady like it wrapped, or would she like to wear it?"

"Wear it please," she said, holding her wrist out. Despite insisting that he shouldn't buy her anything, Meg felt positively giddy as the clerk wrapped the bracelet around her wrist. The man fastened it on, commenting that it was a perfect fit. Meg beamed up at Lew as he turned and asked the clerk how much it was.

Meg didn't even notice the bills exchanged, she was too busy eyeing her new piece of jewelry and wondering what she did to deserve a man like Lewis Nixon.

"I can't believe you didn't want any of those necklaces," Lew said as they walked to the diner.

"Why? This bracelet is perfect," she said, her eyes trained to the jewelry around her wrist. "It's simple and elegant, just like me," she added and Lew chuckled.

"That we can agree on," he replied as they walked into the diner. "Besides, I bet the British officers would have taken you even less seriously if you'd shown up to your meetings in some of that jewelry."

Meg laughed at his statement as they slid into a booth, taking the proffered menus from the waitress.

"You never know. At least with the jewelry they might actually acknowledge me," she said casually as she skimmed the menu. When Lew stayed silent she lowered her menu, locking eyes with him.

"Is it really that bad?" he asked, his eyes and mouth conveying a look of sympathetic pain. Instantly Meg felt guilty for dragging him into the situation. Pulling her menu back up, she shrugged nonchalantly.

"It's not that bad really. I'm mostly exaggerating because I'm feeling sorry for myself," she quickly added, locking eyes with him again. "After you leave I'll be back to my lonesome."

"There's no one here you can spend time with?" Lew asked and she gave a harsh laugh.

"Well in the past I hung with Captain Norris but I suppose that's out the window now."

"Meg…" Lew started but she tossed up her hand, cutting him off.

"Don't," she said strongly before her facial expression softened. "Please don't. I want our last memory together to be cheerful," she explained and he paused only a moment before reaching across the table to clutch her hand.

"Alright," was all he said before turning to his own menu.

An hour later, they found themselves back at the train depot.

"I don't want you to go," Meg said as they stood waiting for the train. She had been dreading this moment since this morning and now it was finally here.

"And you think I do?" Lew asked and she rolled her eyes. Of course she knew he didn't, but it was still nice to hear him say it out loud. "Listen, the odds of me getting another 48-hour pass-"

"I know, they're slim," she finished, turning to face him. "Maybe I'll get one to come back to Aldbourne."

She hadn't thought of it until then, but she planned on writing a letter to Marco as soon as she got back to her room. Maybe she could tell him she missed seeing all the men who were always so friendly to her. Marco couldn't deny her friendship; especially when she told him how lonely she was among the British officers.

"You know where I live," Lew said with a wink as the conductor called all aboard.

"Lew," Meg said suddenly, feeling frantic. When he looked at her, she realized she had to say something more than just his name. "I love you."

A grin broke out across his face and he leaned forward, capturing her lips with his own. His left hand came up to cup her jaw, his thumb stroking her cheek softly.

"I love you too," he said as he pulled away, tapping her on the nose. "Stay safe kid. And keep your chin up."

And as she watched, the love of her life boarded the train that would take him away from her indefinitely.

That night her nightmares returned again. It started out the same as all the others.

"Meg!" the voice called out but Meg paused. While the voice was familiar, it wasn't the same as in her other dreams. "Meg you have to help us!"

As she began to realize just who she was hearing, the sound of a gunshot made her jump.

"They got Dick!"

This wasn't how it was supposed to play out. It was supposed to be the same as all the others. First Carter, then Maxwell, Sarah, Yvonne and finally Christian. So why was Lew yelling at her to help them? And why had Dick been shot?

"Now they got Harry!"

Meg wanted to scream. This was going horribly wrong. What was this? She could barely handle the same nightmare over and over, how was she supposed to handle this one?

"Go!" Lew's voice shouted and Meg's eyes flew open. She lay there for a moment, staring up at the ceiling as she breathed heavily. When she realized her breathing wouldn't calm, she rolled over into the fetal position, holding back the sobs that erupted from her.

She knew the dream was just a dream and she knew it was making her an emotional wreck, but right now, more than anything, she wanted Lew to be beside her; to hold her and tell her it was going to be alright.

She missed him.

Lew,

It hasn't even been two days since you left and already I miss you. Of course, if my display at the train station was any indication, I'm sure you're aware of my sadness.

I hope your trip back to Aldbourne was pleasant. If anything, at least you were able to make up on the sleep you missed while here. Of course, I didn't mean that in an inappropriate way, although I know you'll take it that way. I simply meant that we did so much in such a short amount of time, I'm sure you're lacking sleep.

Anyway, please send Harry and Dick my love. I know you most likely told both of them you were visiting me, so instead of scolding you I'll take advantage of the ability to tell them hello. Please however, try not to mention seeing me to anyone else. It may be hard but I would prefer if no one else knew. If Adam finds out, I'm dead. If he knew, he'd most likely never let me come near Easy Company ever again.

Speaking of being near Easy, I've written to Marco in the hopes of obtaining a pass so I can visit Aldbourne. I have yet to hear back from him, but since it's only been two days, I'm hoping to hear soon.

That's all I have to say for now. After all, what can I say to a man I saw two days ago? Please write back soon so I know you miss me as much as I miss you.

Love,

Meg

Meg,

Has it really only been a week? It seems like so much longer since I saw you last. I can certainly say my bed has felt much emptier since my return; it's so strange without you next to me.

I did have a nice nap on the train. I should have known all those passionate escapades would result in my exhaustion. Next time, I plan on catching up on my sleep prior to our reunion.

As for your eventual return to Aldbourne, please let it be sooner rather than later. I'm sure I'm driving Harry and Dick crazy with my moody attitude over the lack of Meg Myeroff here. And before you ask, they both say hello of course. In regards to the rest of Easy, they all mention you on occasion, and a few have asked if I have heard from you recently. You have no idea how hard it is to keep our time in London a secret. Please return soon before I accidentally mention it.

I don't think it needs to be said, but I'll remind you anyway. I miss you.

Love,

Lew

With April came a rise in the weather. Meg was pleased that she could permanently discard her winter coat, enjoying the lightness of her spring jacket much better. Her days off were much more pleasant too, with her able to walk around and not worry about getting too cold. She was also able to sit outside at her favorite café again, people watching while she sipped on her tea.

Along with the change in the weather came a change in Montgomery's attitude. He had almost completely dissected the original Operation Overlord plan, rewriting and replanning large parts of it. Many nights found Meg pouring over maps of France, trying to find better options to the ones they currently had. But still Montgomery was growing more and more frustrated.

The higher ups wanted this Operation in action by June. That left them two months to iron out all the kinks and make it completely perfect. Meg's intuition would normally have her accepting the plan as it was, knowing she could alter it once in the field.

This wasn't an IIA team mission though. This was a mission that involved thousands of men. One wrong note from her, one miscalculated step from Montgomery and they could be the cause of hundreds of deaths.

It wasn't something they could take lightly.

Something else she couldn't take lightly was Roger. Although months ago she would have been pleased if he had been ignoring her, now it was bothering her. Two weeks before her romantic weekend with Lew, the British Captain had invited her out for dinner, introducing her to Sergeant Wellington. The three had actually had a very pleasant evening, Meg and the Sergeant spending it discussing humorous stories about her brother. She knew Adam wouldn't have been happy but at least it kept the conversation going.

Now however, the Captain was giving Meg the cold shoulder. She knew it had to do with the incident between him, her, and Lew. She just wondered if he had mentioned what he saw to anyone else. Despite Lew's letters assuring her they were fine, she knew it wouldn't stay like that. All the Captain had to do was jot one sentence down in a letter to someone else, or mention seeing both of them to one person and the rumors would get started. With the technology available, it would only take a few weeks for Katharine to hear about it all the way over in New Jersey.

Still, she tried not to concern herself with it too much. Instead she spent her time writing letters to all her favorite men in Aldbourne.

She had received a letter the other day from the men of Easy Company. It was obviously written in Lipton's handwriting, but each man had his own paragraph, asking her his own questions and telling her his own news. At the bottom they had all signed it and she had nearly cried at the sweetness of it, placing it on her desk and promising to spend a good amount of time writing them all back. It was such a child-like thing for them to do, and she knew most people would probably find it silly. Still, it meant so much to her that they had all taken the time to sit down as a group and write this letter to her.

Her promise to Lew that she would try to return to Aldbourne was still at the forefront of her mind. After returning from the train station that depressing Sunday, she had immediately gone to her desk and written a letter to Marco, asking him if she could have a weekend off sometime soon. She used Adam as an excuse, claiming that she missed her brother and wanted to see him again. To make sure Marco didn't simply send Adam to her, she added a sentence or two about missing the Easy Company men too. She didn't name specifics, but she hoped it would help her cause to get back to Aldbourne.

Besides, she needed a break from all this work. Between Montgomery and Roger, she was likely to go crazy before the Operation was even put into effect.

"Miss Myeroff?" a timid voice said, interrupting Montgomery right when he was in the middle of explaining a new detail regarding Omaha Beach. The small group of five looked up to the door, causing the young man to cower back.

The five of them had been shut in the room for the past four hours, pouring over maps, statistics, and tactics in order to make this section of the operation completely perfect. Time was ticking away and they needed to get this nailed down.

"Yes?" Meg asked, slightly frustrated that they had been interrupted. Finally they were getting somewhere and this stupid boy had to come and barge in. She hoped it was important.

"You have a call from someone named Marco?" it came out of his lips as more of a question, hinting at how nervous he was.

"Oh, perfect," Meg said, excusing herself from the group. "I've been expecting his call."

The two of them walked down a hallway and over to a large telephone perched on the wall behind the main desk. Meg had to squeeze her way between the chair and the back wall, silently cursing God for giving her feminine curves.

"Meg Myeroff," she said into the receiver, hoping she wouldn't have to say anything top secret. She was so close to everything she was sure someone on the other side of the wall would be able to hear her.

"Meg, I'm calling about your letter," Marco's voice said, forgoing a greeting.

"You mean the letter I sent you three weeks ago?" she asked sarcastically, leaning her hip against the wall as they talked.

"Alright, alright so maybe my response is a little late," he said and she smirked at his flustered tone. "I'm sorry Meg, it can't be done."

"What do you mean it can't be done?" she asked in a harsh tone, standing up from the wall and immediately sending a few people in the hallway scrambling to another room. They recognized her frustration and they didn't want to be caught eavesdropping.

"You're needed there; your duty is there. We can't have you taking time off for personal visits."

"But Marco," Meg started before stopping to compose herself. If she sounded like a begging, whining child, he was going to treat her like one. "Military personnel get 48-hour passes. I'd be fine with even a 24-hour pass."

"Why do I have a feeling this has to do with more than just Adam?" Marco asked, his tone sounded accusatory.

"It doesn't," Meg said, immediately on the defensive. If Marco found out about her and Lew, she was done for. She could forget about ever going back to Aldbourne. If there was anyone stricter about her than Adam, it was Marco.

"Then it's settled. Adam will come out and visit you this coming weekend but after that, you're on your own until this thing is done. This needs to be your top priority and we can't have you sidetracked."

Meg sighed, realizing the discussion was over and she had lost. This had never happened with her before and she didn't know what to do. Whenever she and Marco got in a disagreement, she always came out on top. Now she couldn't think of anything to sway the decision in her favor.

"Alright," she said in a dejected tone, hanging up the phone.

That was it. No arguing, no explaining her reasoning. There was no way Marco was going to ever let her have a break to head back to Aldbourne. Maybe after all this operation planning with Montgomery was completely over, but not before that. Who knew when she'd see the boys again. When she'd see Lew again. Be able to touch his hand; to stroke his face or feel his lips on hers...

She shook her head, trying to rid herself of those thoughts. They weren't going to make the situation better so it was no use thinking them. All they would do would be make her longing for him stronger and what good would that do?

No, the best thing she could do now would be to focus on the operation. The sooner it was planned, the sooner it would all be over.

Everything else had to wait.

Holy guacamole, these review responses are RIDICULOUSLY long this week! I have no idea why I wrote so much for everyone...I just got started and didn't stop! Maybe it was because I wrote them at work and it was either spend an hour writing these or spend an hour filing paperwork...so yeah, which would you choose?

caught-offsides - I don't really know how I'd define the relationship, but I guess "together" works better than anything else haha. It's hard to put a word to what exactly they're doing, mostly because of the whole Katharine thing. And speaking of Katharine, she's really getting in the way of everything isn't she? If only she didn't exist, then Meg and Lew could have the absolute perfect relationship! And I agree on the illogical thing. In my first draft of the story, Meg just does whatever. But when my editor/roomie read it, she was like "Come on Katie, she has to have SOME kind of morals. You can't just have her throw everything to the wind and just be with this guy..." so then I changed it a bit. I'm happy with what I did because it seems so much more realistic, but sometimes I DO wish Meg could just go back to being illogical hahahahaha. Thanks for your review! I'm glad you're enjoying the story :)

Rose2621 - Thanks so much for your review! That damn other shoe. I feel like I keep mentioning my first draft (aka like I did in the review above) but my first time around, their romance happened and bam the end. Then my editor/roomie digitally slapped me in the head (since she currently lives over an hour away) and was like "dude, you need some kind of conflict..." so thus we have the other shoe. It would be so nice to have the relationship be completely perfect...but then where would the story be? I'm glad you're proud of her. I am too haha. I think she has a bit more conflict with herself in this chapter but that's good. It shows she's a human with good character that she can't convince herself to just do all this without a care in the world. At the same time, she is able to let go of it all when it matters and adopt that attitude you mentioned. Again, thanks for the review!

LovingBOBThePacific - I'm glad it made up for it. Joe's not going to be in a couple more chapters but don't worry, he'll show up eventually! I can't give too much else away or it'll mess up the story, but I'm sure she'll be seeing all of Easy again real soon...haha. As for Speirs, he's one I wish I had written into the story more. Of course, in the show he didn't really play a major role yet so it was hard for me to try and force him to mingle with the Easy men when he didn't in the show hahaha. I feel like his interactions with Meg would have been interesting. He probably wouldn't have liked her so maybe it's better that he was in it minimally hahaha. As for your story, I SWEAR I will read and review. I feel like my life gets so busy, I barely have time to post chapters of my own story haha. But then when I think about it, I seriously have the most boring life ever, so I don't really know where my time actually goes...lol. Thanks for the review! I promise to return in kind.

IceColdInAlex - Thanks for the review! I have to tell you, in my first draft (which for some strange reason I keep mentioning in these review responses this week haha) I had a random classmate of Lew's run into them. His name was Spencer. Then when I finished the draft and read it over I was like "1: wtf happened to Captain Norris? His character just disappeared. And 2: this whole Spencer thing is stupid." and then I had the brilliant idea to make it Norris and the rest is history lol. And I'm glad you thought the scenes were tasteful. That was mostly because I feel too embarassed to write some of those super intense scenes hahaha. But thank you for thinking they were very well done. I was nervous about those scenes especially so I'm glad you liked them. And yeah, I'll definitely read when you update! So get to it! haha jk, but thanks again!

SparkELee - Once again, such a lovely review :) I totally love the fluff and warmth too. I think that's why these last couple chapters were so much fun to write haha. It was a nice break from writing about Meg's rough life at least. But yeah, obviously they can't stay happy forever, especially in their predicament. What you said totally makes sense. If you don't realize you have anything to lose, it's easy to get caught up in the moment and not have a care in the world. And I think to her, yeah she's known there's a risk etc, but nothing has happened so far so it's easy to try and ignore it. But then here it is, and it's so much worse than how she imagined, because not only was it someone Lew knows, but it was someone she knows too. AND someone she still is going to have to see every day. As for Lew's declaration of love, I was worried about it at first. I feel like a lot of times with this story I'm worried things are moving too quickly. That's my biggest pet peeve and I feel like I'm doing that here, so seeing your analysis of it all makes me realize that I DO have the right way of thinking. It doesn't have to be rational to happen. Lew's declaration is probably one of the most unrational things he's done, but that's what love is, isn't it? It's just nice to see you agreeing with my timeline because then I know it makes sense to more people than just myself haha. And AHH you read it a few times!? That makes me feel so special haha. I have to tell you, I was waiting all day for your review and I was like "omg what if she didn't like this chapter and stops reviewing!? What will I do!?" and then of course like, 4 days later (after you reviewed) I got your message on Twitter hahahaha. I ALWAYS miss people's messages on Twitter. It needs to be more obvious for dummies like me lol. Thanks for the review!

paintmyworlddarkblue - Yay! They DID finally say it! I guess they're together? I don't know...how do you describe two people who would be "together" if it weren't for the one party's spouse? haha well, whatever it would be, that's them. And yeah, Roger is a total douche. But I loved it haha. I started out wanting to make Roger a likeable, kinda just there character. Then one day I was like "screw that idea!" and voila! Roger is evil haha. And I'm glad you thought their "get together" was just right. I know exactly what you mean. I have read so many stories and watched so many movies where it doesn't live up to what I had expected/imagined/hoped and I know how disappointing that can be so I'm glad you thought I did well on it. Thanks for complimenting my costume! I thought it was great too! This year I went as Toddlers & Tiaras hahaha. Not as good as the one nightstand, but still entertaining. And I can't wait until I actually have time to sit down and clean my typewriter so I can write something on it. It's absolutely amazing (I posted a pic on my twitter if you have one and want to check it out.) And I'm sorry your life has been down. And that really sucks about your friends. If you ever want to talk to someone, PM me on here or tweet me or something. I totally understand what it feels like to feel "alone" and at least we can feel "alone" together :) And yes, the reviews ALWAYS make me feel better. It may sound pathetic, but getting reviews from people I don't know (other than from their reviews) shows me that people really do care about me. If strangers care about me, then obviously my friends do too. Thanks for your review!