May 12th, 2002

devil girl

Playin' catch up

Yesterday Jenni had her parents over. I think I blew my diet to pieces..but, that's okay because today I can get back on track. Jenni fixed a delicious steak dinner. We watched White Squall with her parents and sister, but it was late so they had to leave after that. Jenni, Rob and I spent most of the day grocery shopping, and breakfast at Denny's.
The inspection for the apartment was yesterday too, maybe now we'll get some shit fixed around here. I hope so. It was the owner that came by this time and was noting things..it was amusing to see the landlord in subservient mode. *smirks* Yes, I know...claws are showing. I just don't find her professional and don't really care for her. *shrugs* At any rate, all the repairs are listed, so hopefully soon we'll have a fully functional apartment. Wheee.
After dinner, Jenni's dad made us chocolate cake shot. YUM! We had several more after her parents left. Got quite toasty really...had a few shots of that (5 I think) plus two shots of liquer in my coffee while we ate dessert. We had thoabath down for a shot, and he stuck around awhile to tease us. (Or is that the other way around? *evil grin*) and LEAVE MY FROG OUT OF IT!!
Today though has been pretty relaxing..no where to be, no one to see. I do however, have a pile of laundry awaiting my attention which I should probably do. The house is clean, and I'm going to do my best to keep it that way..including my room. It so small though that its messy again....feh. Well, it won't be hard to pick up again. Just...got...to...get...motivated...
devil girl

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Well...I just had a talk with Tyr. I guess you could call it that. Maybe it was more of an argument....which I didn't mean for it to be. He has so much other strife, I don't want to add to it. But, he's signed off now, and I can't tell him that. He thinks he bothers me, but he isn't. I want to be his friend...but, its hard to feel the connection I had with him once, and it hurts. He thinks by self destructing, he only hurts himself. If only that were true......I'm watching him go through what he watched his ex wife go through. His method is different, the result will be the same. It hurts, to the core. It hurts that he thinks he bothers me, or that maybe I don't care. I do...maybe more than I should. I'll admit..I was angry. He made time to call his first ex wife for her birthday.....and didn't call me on mine. I get an IM that says 'happy birthday' and a statement that he had to work all day (which I don't doubt). .... and that I was busy, so he didn't want to call. The next day was spent recovering from drunkeness the night before. Its great to know...that I rank somewhere under alcohol. That's alright, I'll just swallow my pride...and my feelings...and continue on, as I always do, right behind my little wall. Eventually, I'll work it out.