
| :: JOURNAL HOME :: SUBSCRIBE TO THIS JOURNAL :: Brainsalad :: Friendly Fiction - Adventures in writing. :: Girl Child :: JamTart :: Kenny :: LisaMarie :: Netter...and her Empire :: Reenie :: RT :: Scout :: SmartiPlants :: WordWebbing :: | |
|
2004-04-15 9:03 PM I sometimes wonder why I bother Mood: concerned about my sanity Read/Post Comments (0) |
Hehe...and all I wanted was the license to practice law!?!?
Hey, Rob: Hello, my name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die. :) I am sitting here watching CSI, but, rather unusual, I am not on the phone with Rob. Unusual because we almost always watch it together. However, I am a tad annoyed. Not that I should be, but I am. Sundays have always been an off limits day - he spends his with his family and I with mine. I guess I figured if there was a Sunday where the plan changed, we would FINALLY be able to spend one doing whatever the heck we wanted...yep...together. Maybe that expectation was too much or was, well, an expectation. Either way, he made plans with someone else and I am bugged. Not a girlfriend. Not anything label'able' really. Annoyed. I know he reads this, so I have two options - I can tell him what's bugging me or he can read this and find out at a later date. Don't know which route I will go yet. Argh. Up to now, today was an awesome day; spent 7 hours with my niece at Magic Mountain. We managed to go on all but three roller coasters (not rides, roller coasters). She loved every minute of it! This was her first trip there, so I loved being the one to introduce her to the adrenaline rush that IS a roller coaster. Even when a line was close to an hour and a half long, she didn't whine, snivel, or complain. There were adults who were more vocal about the length of the wait than her...AND SHE IS NINE! Love her to death. Stopped by and picked up some goodies Rob's mom had sent. Mmmmm... I think I will always be guilty of thinking with my tummy. Cheesecake and blueberry bars. Yummy. I hit some gnarly traffic on my way home which hardly ever happens in that direction. Something going on in the city I suppose. Oh well, I made it home. Of course, only to become bothered. *sigh* Tomorrow I have a potentially unpleasant date with my 'aunt'. We'll see. Spoke to her yesterday and set it up. I was under the impression she was going to call and confirm whether the time would work for her and to determine where. I haven't heard from her, so I am expecting to call her in the am. Maybe the plans will fail and maybe not. I am not going to worry about it either way any longer. If it goes through, I will ask what I want to ask. If it fails, I will ask what I want to ask; just at a later date. Having vented, I am going to go and enjoy my favorite show. If I talk to Rob again later tonight, I will decide at that point whether to say anything or not. Whatever it is that makes my emotions rise and fall like they have been about this entire situation (meaning whatever the relationship with him is), I don't like it much. Wish it would go away. Some roller coasters are great; others suck a**. Read/Post Comments (0) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top |
| :: JOURNAL HOME :: SUBSCRIBE TO THIS JOURNAL :: Brainsalad :: Friendly Fiction - Adventures in writing. :: Girl Child :: JamTart :: Kenny :: LisaMarie :: Netter...and her Empire :: Reenie :: RT :: Scout :: SmartiPlants :: WordWebbing :: | |
|
|
© 2001-2008 JournalScape.com. All rights reserved. All content rights reserved by the author. custsupport@journalscape.com |