Sunday morning.

"Hi."

"Hey there."

"Hey can you call back in about ten minutes? I'm almost home."

"Sure."

*ten minutes later*

"Hi, back already?"

"Yep, just stepped in."

"Cool..."

"...But i can't talk long. Expecting another call and there are some people visiting."

"Oh."

"Sorry."

"It's ok. Well...talk to you later then. Bye."

So I console myself with some retail therapy. I've been meaning to get a webcam and a headset, so we can see and hear each other online (i heart technology). One trip to the mall later, I'm all fuzzy again and not too bothered about this morning's brush off. He'll be so surprised and pleased i have a webcam! But the four-hour power cut at home might pose a challenge for me to go online. Patience, my dear, patience...

Cue power. Cue me doing happy dance. Cue me logging on and empowering myself with a webcam. I got everything set up and speed dialled his number. "Go online! I got a webcam!"

"Oh, i don't think i can go online. We've got guests."

"Oh."

"Sorry. But maybe for a short while..."

"No, no it's ok then. Don't bother."

"But i want to."

*icy silence*

"Just go online for half an hour and i'll try to log on."

*unconvinced* "You know what? It's ok...It's getting late here anyway."

Long story short, I stay online for a bit (schmuck) and ta-da, the Great Houdini appears after all. "So how are you?" and the chat begins. Four lines later...

Me:Hello? you still there?
Me: Hello?
Me: are we lagging?
Me: you busy?
Me: you there?
Me: wow i love chatting to myself
Me: hey

*tick tick tick*

Him: Hey sorry, they called me outside to view some photos...

Me: You know what, you sound busy.

Him: I'm sorry. (etc etc etc)

Me: You better go then.

Him: Yeah ok. Good night, sleep well.

Me: Bye

Him: *something something...dunno, because i logged off.*

Yes ladies and gentlemen, it was a Jack Johnson day all over again. Sitting, waiting, wishing. I'm going to bed and hope my webcam explodes into a million pieces in the morning.