Explanations may be necessary

"Pot Roast" - yes, I'm actually called that. My fiancee calls me that for my body temp. I'm always cold, so I usually curl myself up in a blanket so I don't freeze. But if the reason I'm cold is I give off all my body heat, so when he cuddles with me I'm a heater. So, when I curl up in a blanket I'm roasting myself, hence cooking the pot roast. His nickname: biscuit. We have a few nicknames for each other. Me: armadillo, princess, babycakes, Legs, Dr. Oleszko ... I'm sure more will come. Him: Sparky, Chuck, Mr. Norris, Wonder Woman, ... more to come.
He's in the navy, with one year left. I just graduated college with a Bachelor's in psychology. We'll see how our lives unfold.

Currently I am at home with my mom and stepdad in Wisconsin. He is stationed in Texas and currently on a ship in the middle of the Gulf. I'm going bonkers without him. Earlier tonight I took to rereading emails we sent to each other when we first started dating - it's heartening to see how much we loved each other. "They say when you know, you know. ... and I know." I feel so lucky to have met him, especially after all I've been through in the last few years. I know I've been hard on him in the last few weeks, though, from a night out on the town to celebrate my graduation (no, I didn't sleep with anyone, but I did drink WAAY to much and wasn't able to get home on my own. Since he's in Texas, there was nothing he could do to help, and he wound up having to call my best friend to try to get her to come pick me up. She, however, was at work and couldn't help. So her mom was out driving around looking for me.) He's taken a lot of wear and tear lately. I think he's doubting the long-term implications of the relationship, and that scares me. I don't want anyone else. I'm finally strong enough and sure enough in the relationship that I know I don't need to look - there is no better than what I have. There are plenty of others I could have fun with, but I know that I have a future with him. His doubt in that is making me feel very uncertain about myself.
I've tried to talk to him about it and even more disconcerting was his response, "I have nothing to say to you." With his impending absence (he's leaving for Bahrain from June - October/November), I'm having a hard time accepting that he doesn't have anything to say to me now, while he still has the chance. I know he's upset about that night, and I apogized, and while I know that it doesn't make up for it, I think he should be able to talk to me about his concerns. If he's got an issue, tell me about it. If I don't understand, I'm going to ask about it, but how is that bad? Isn't me trying to understand the point of view of the man I'm (hopefully) going to marry a GOOD thing?
I did get a job today, and that's a good thing. well, a temp position that has potential, but - hey, I'm working tomorrow. I'm getting paid. I'm glad to be able to bring in a little money. (Hopefully more than a little).
I also got to visit Diane, my maid of honor. She's been my friend for 8 years now. We met the first day of high school our first class, and she sat behind me in Calculus with Mr. Drage. She's leaving for Honduras for 5 months (she graduated this last weekend, too).