night/day/rinse/repeat.
I haven't heard from my certain someone all day, I've been shooting him messages off and on, hoping and praying his phone will get them. Quite frankly, even though I know his phone is messed up and it's not his fault, I miss him terribly. The silence is driving me crazy.
I had asked him what he was doing on Monday afternoon... I know I know I know, bad girl. I can't do just the texting back and forth anymore. I'm curious... I want to know... and it's absolutely horrible of me, and more than likely will not happen. Just cuz he doesn't want me to get hurt.
Eventually, it'll happen though, because I'll get sick enough of Roy's selfish shit and kick him to the curb for the ultimate final time.
I've gotten all of my OS homework done and most of my OB homework done. I was planning on spending a fun-filled weekend with my girls, but dumbf* came and picked them up, claiming that even though he had them last weekend, he gets them this weekend, too. And then he came in after I'd invited him to, and tried to start a fight over the fact that Xy had called Roy 'daddy Roy' again in front of him. I'd hollered at him down the hall into the living room, telling him point-blank not to start a fight in my house, after I'd invited him in for a little bit so that he and his dad could look at Venus (one of Roy's two Beardies), and told him I could toss him out of my house if I'd wanted to if he wanted to keep his crap up.
I'm not sorry. I've been very patient with him, and he brings out the worst in me.
I've been reading more of Fifty Shades of Grey. It's erotic. I really don't dig BDSM, frankly the whole concept freaks me the f* out, and I'm more into the hearts-and-flowers of romance than all of the other... erm, more kinky crap... there is. And as slim as the book is, it's surprisingly slow reading. Interesting, devastatingly slow reading, but interesting. *facepalm*
I need a long, hot soak. It's been one hell of a day. I slept three hours today, I'm not at all tired, and I think better that way sometimes. Helps to clear my head.
Safe to say, I'm really hung up on my certain someone tonight. Nice, Candi. Real. Frigging. Nice.
I had asked him what he was doing on Monday afternoon... I know I know I know, bad girl. I can't do just the texting back and forth anymore. I'm curious... I want to know... and it's absolutely horrible of me, and more than likely will not happen. Just cuz he doesn't want me to get hurt.
Eventually, it'll happen though, because I'll get sick enough of Roy's selfish shit and kick him to the curb for the ultimate final time.
I've gotten all of my OS homework done and most of my OB homework done. I was planning on spending a fun-filled weekend with my girls, but dumbf* came and picked them up, claiming that even though he had them last weekend, he gets them this weekend, too. And then he came in after I'd invited him to, and tried to start a fight over the fact that Xy had called Roy 'daddy Roy' again in front of him. I'd hollered at him down the hall into the living room, telling him point-blank not to start a fight in my house, after I'd invited him in for a little bit so that he and his dad could look at Venus (one of Roy's two Beardies), and told him I could toss him out of my house if I'd wanted to if he wanted to keep his crap up.
I'm not sorry. I've been very patient with him, and he brings out the worst in me.
I've been reading more of Fifty Shades of Grey. It's erotic. I really don't dig BDSM, frankly the whole concept freaks me the f* out, and I'm more into the hearts-and-flowers of romance than all of the other... erm, more kinky crap... there is. And as slim as the book is, it's surprisingly slow reading. Interesting, devastatingly slow reading, but interesting. *facepalm*
I need a long, hot soak. It's been one hell of a day. I slept three hours today, I'm not at all tired, and I think better that way sometimes. Helps to clear my head.
Safe to say, I'm really hung up on my certain someone tonight. Nice, Candi. Real. Frigging. Nice.