This Last Week
Ok, once again, I'm either numb or completely miserably depressed.
My body can't seem to figure out with is safer I suppose.
I went to Florida monday.
It sucked.
Weather wasn't bad.
But the whole trip was a waste of time and money.
I wouldn't have even thought going to Florida was ever a good idea if it wasn't for april.
And then she ditches me.
Didn't mean it that way, but none the less.
Got there at 9 am on monday.
Had to rent a car,
because I'm not important enough for the boy Mike to pick me up and take care of me.
I don't matter.
Fine, fuck it. I rent a car.
$350 or so.
Ridiculous.
So then I find out that Tyson can get off work by 12:30 every day.
Bastard.
What the hell did I need a car for?
Nothing.
That's what.
So what happens when I try to return it early for a partial refund?
Can't. We have a contract that they can't break.
So I could return it and get nothing back, or I could keep it the full time.
I kept it.
Stupid stupid Florida.
Hung out with Tyson.
Did nothing.
Went to his parents house in Florida (they still live in Indy).
Got in the pool for maybe an hour.
Then did nothing.
I read 2 books in as many days, that's how much fun and excitement there was.
Big books.
Good books, but not the point.
Everything we did, I could easily have done at home.
Weather was the only difference.
And you know what?
Even though it was warmer.....
It rained.
and rained.
Damn weather.
And then, finally on Thursday it's time to hang out with Mike.
Oh wait, except I'm not important enough to call off work for, even though you knew I was coming to Florida, and you didn't call me for nearly a damn fucking WEEK.
Fine, so I hang out a fucking TARGET all day.
Oh, except when I go to the MALL.
oh yay.
joy of rapturous joy.
Fucking hell.
So I spent time buying christmas presents.
yay
And then, mike finally gets off work.
And we head to his house so he can take a shower while we wait for his friend to get there.
So I sit around and talk to his sister and brother, while he's in the shower.
Daniel and his friend Hector get there, and we finally leave to go to Universal City Walk.
Which is kinda pretty for a series of clubs, but useless for the babies (I'm the oldest there)
Daniel was a sweetheart, and Hector was very nice.
My opinion of Mike obviously isn't as glowing.
At least DANIEL made an effort.
Mike didn't even bother most of the time.
We were going to see a movie, but I wasn't interested in any of the ones playing.
I'd just fall asleep.
and that would be bad, since we took my rental car over there (being the cleanest vehicle for once)
So, I pouted.
and it was bad of me, but I was having a rough week.
So, we ended up not going.
We did end up going out to eat,
and I of course had to buy my own food,
Mike didn't even give me the 3 bucks.
Of course, if april'd been there I wouldn't have had to pay for a damn thing.
But you know where we ate?
At the HOSPITAL.
we went to dinner at the hospital.
Special.
So we finished....Now what?
So we thought, why not have a little mini party.
We went to the store, I bought some drinks, and then we went to Mike's.
Except that on the way back, his mom called to tell us that she didn't think we should anymore
because it's thursday night and his dad has to go to work super early.
Great.
Just fucking great.
Fine, so I figured they'd figure out a way for it to work.
Daniel tried, even Hector tried, Mike mostly just gave a suggestion every now and then.
So basically, we get back to his house about 10.....and we're done.
Just done.
No drinking,
No hanging out.
Time to go home.
WTF
it's TEN!
I was planning on staying up until 6 the next day, so that I could take my car in, and get to the airport early!
I was a bit upset to say the least.
It was an effort not to cry.
I had no where to go.
Tyson was supposed to be asleep, and he wouldn't hear his phone.
(I did call him later anyway, but he didn't answer. Turns out he picked up a late shift at work.
He wasn't even home.)
So, after not even TRYING to help me, other than to look up directions for me, Mike kicked me out basically. He made all the expected sympathetic sounds, but he was useless.
Daniel's the one who ended up even showing me how to get to the road I wanted.
And all 3 of them ended up going to Daniel's where they couldn't drink, and I wasn't allowed, but they could hang out.
I ended up going to the gas station and sitting in their parking lot for a few hours.
I bought an XXL Monster to try to keep me awake
And I repacked my bag so that I could carry it all onto the plane.
at about 1:30am , I went to Tyson's to see if I could get ahold of him.
No luck, but the gates by his apartment were up, so I went and parked in a visitor parking spot and ended up taking a nap for a few hours.
Always a little wary because people kept walking around outside, talking loudly.
At six I went to the car rental place, took my car back and went to the airport.
I may have hated my little red ford Focus, but at least the girl that worked there was very nice.
(the car's driver door didn't seal all the way, the cigarette lighter didn't work, so I couldn't plug anything in, and the cruise control didn't work either. and it was red.)
I talked to her while I waited for the guy driving the bus to come back.
I went to the airport and read a book until the plane got there.
Honestly, I have to say the trip home was my favorite part of this stupid "vacation."
The guy I sat next to on the plane was nice, I got to read, and take a nap.
That's the best part???
What the hell.
My body can't seem to figure out with is safer I suppose.
I went to Florida monday.
It sucked.
Weather wasn't bad.
But the whole trip was a waste of time and money.
I wouldn't have even thought going to Florida was ever a good idea if it wasn't for april.
And then she ditches me.
Didn't mean it that way, but none the less.
Got there at 9 am on monday.
Had to rent a car,
because I'm not important enough for the boy Mike to pick me up and take care of me.
I don't matter.
Fine, fuck it. I rent a car.
$350 or so.
Ridiculous.
So then I find out that Tyson can get off work by 12:30 every day.
Bastard.
What the hell did I need a car for?
Nothing.
That's what.
So what happens when I try to return it early for a partial refund?
Can't. We have a contract that they can't break.
So I could return it and get nothing back, or I could keep it the full time.
I kept it.
Stupid stupid Florida.
Hung out with Tyson.
Did nothing.
Went to his parents house in Florida (they still live in Indy).
Got in the pool for maybe an hour.
Then did nothing.
I read 2 books in as many days, that's how much fun and excitement there was.
Big books.
Good books, but not the point.
Everything we did, I could easily have done at home.
Weather was the only difference.
And you know what?
Even though it was warmer.....
It rained.
and rained.
Damn weather.
And then, finally on Thursday it's time to hang out with Mike.
Oh wait, except I'm not important enough to call off work for, even though you knew I was coming to Florida, and you didn't call me for nearly a damn fucking WEEK.
Fine, so I hang out a fucking TARGET all day.
Oh, except when I go to the MALL.
oh yay.
joy of rapturous joy.
Fucking hell.
So I spent time buying christmas presents.
yay
And then, mike finally gets off work.
And we head to his house so he can take a shower while we wait for his friend to get there.
So I sit around and talk to his sister and brother, while he's in the shower.
Daniel and his friend Hector get there, and we finally leave to go to Universal City Walk.
Which is kinda pretty for a series of clubs, but useless for the babies (I'm the oldest there)
Daniel was a sweetheart, and Hector was very nice.
My opinion of Mike obviously isn't as glowing.
At least DANIEL made an effort.
Mike didn't even bother most of the time.
We were going to see a movie, but I wasn't interested in any of the ones playing.
I'd just fall asleep.
and that would be bad, since we took my rental car over there (being the cleanest vehicle for once)
So, I pouted.
and it was bad of me, but I was having a rough week.
So, we ended up not going.
We did end up going out to eat,
and I of course had to buy my own food,
Mike didn't even give me the 3 bucks.
Of course, if april'd been there I wouldn't have had to pay for a damn thing.
But you know where we ate?
At the HOSPITAL.
we went to dinner at the hospital.
Special.
So we finished....Now what?
So we thought, why not have a little mini party.
We went to the store, I bought some drinks, and then we went to Mike's.
Except that on the way back, his mom called to tell us that she didn't think we should anymore
because it's thursday night and his dad has to go to work super early.
Great.
Just fucking great.
Fine, so I figured they'd figure out a way for it to work.
Daniel tried, even Hector tried, Mike mostly just gave a suggestion every now and then.
So basically, we get back to his house about 10.....and we're done.
Just done.
No drinking,
No hanging out.
Time to go home.
WTF
it's TEN!
I was planning on staying up until 6 the next day, so that I could take my car in, and get to the airport early!
I was a bit upset to say the least.
It was an effort not to cry.
I had no where to go.
Tyson was supposed to be asleep, and he wouldn't hear his phone.
(I did call him later anyway, but he didn't answer. Turns out he picked up a late shift at work.
He wasn't even home.)
So, after not even TRYING to help me, other than to look up directions for me, Mike kicked me out basically. He made all the expected sympathetic sounds, but he was useless.
Daniel's the one who ended up even showing me how to get to the road I wanted.
And all 3 of them ended up going to Daniel's where they couldn't drink, and I wasn't allowed, but they could hang out.
I ended up going to the gas station and sitting in their parking lot for a few hours.
I bought an XXL Monster to try to keep me awake
And I repacked my bag so that I could carry it all onto the plane.
at about 1:30am , I went to Tyson's to see if I could get ahold of him.
No luck, but the gates by his apartment were up, so I went and parked in a visitor parking spot and ended up taking a nap for a few hours.
Always a little wary because people kept walking around outside, talking loudly.
At six I went to the car rental place, took my car back and went to the airport.
I may have hated my little red ford Focus, but at least the girl that worked there was very nice.
(the car's driver door didn't seal all the way, the cigarette lighter didn't work, so I couldn't plug anything in, and the cruise control didn't work either. and it was red.)
I talked to her while I waited for the guy driving the bus to come back.
I went to the airport and read a book until the plane got there.
Honestly, I have to say the trip home was my favorite part of this stupid "vacation."
The guy I sat next to on the plane was nice, I got to read, and take a nap.
That's the best part???
What the hell.