We haven't had any Lara-and-Fletch updates for a while and I know you're all just dying for more (...) so I will oblige.

She was home last week, just for a night, but she didn't contact me. I was pretty much holding my breath that she wouldn't, so it worked out well. Her contract in the desert country runs out next month and even though she swears she's going to come home, that really small bitchy part of me hopes she signs on for another three years. I'm not yet skinny enough, haven't yet magically transformed into a casual-but-cool dresser, nor do I have the required amazing boyfriend to make her return that much less painful.

My mother went to visit my grandmother today and came back with some news: "Hey, did you know that Fletch has been transferred to Asia?"

Hey. No, I didn't.

So, yeah. China, apparently. Not sure when or for how long, but it adds a nice twist to what Lara's plans could be for the end of May. Home, desert or China?

Ah, such anticipation.

And hey, I haven't seen Fletch for seven months. But I've thought about him at least once a day that whole time. Sad, sad, sad.