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in just one weekend, Jessa has managed to single handedly destroy my sleeping schedule! but i'm having a good time hanging out with her and the puppies. Cat comes back tomorrow, so at least i'll get to sleep in my own bed again. i really have fallen for the three pitbulls she's watching, but my god, they give me hives and make me so goddamn itchy.
things with Ricky are so ridiculously done, which has become less of me taking a stand against him, and more of him just being a complete douchebag. he stole my thunder. i've run into him twice the past week, always at Bogarts. the first time was awkward and we didn't really know what to say, so i guess he took the "barely recognize" approach. the second time was still kind of weird, but we actually talked...him, myself, and Jessa. it was a whole lot of passive aggressive bullshit, but it seemed to end on a good note. he hugged both of us goodbye, and we said we'd call eachother that night...of course, i called and of course, he didn't. so that's that, i don't really care for the most part, it's just his whole "i ended it" attitude that's pissing me off. he didn't end anything, he just acted a fool and i called him on it. whatever. i seriously just want whatever situation i had with Andy back, even though it wasn't often and he was sometimes a dick, waking up next to him in the morning (or very late afternoon) was pretty rad.
ugh somehow i fucking got into a "relationship" fight with Scott the other night. it was seriously mental. he couldn't get back into Bogarts on Thursday, so Jessa and i met him at a gas station, so he and i could talk. i basically told him he needs to realize i want to be friends, and every time he sees me talking to another guy, he cannot attempt to beat the guy up. it's just rude. i definitely want to spend more time with his friend Billy, and i don't mind him being 29 so much, it's just the whole divorced-with-two-kids thing that's bugging me. kids are awful. anyway, i told Scott that if he can't be my friend and see me with other guys, then he can't be my friend. the ball's in his court now. no more drama.
the girls and i realized we're kind of being blackballed from all of our bars. we have no safe haven anymore. Ricky's always at Bogarts, Shelly's at the Riv, and JP and Mike have claimed D'Ann's and JP Ryan's...i think we got Cue's in the split, but it gets a little boring after 7 nights in a row. plus they randomly show up there...i guess it's more or less supposed to be considered neutral grounds. ugh why can't they all just sort out their bullshit and either figure out if they wanna be in love or just be friends, and actually be friendly? it's so stupid. guys are gay.
Jessa decided to becoming abstinent, which i told her i don't think it's possible to be that if you're not a virgin...like when i promised Melanie that i'd never wind up 19 and pregnant.
eh, this got long. w/e w/e goodnight.
things with Ricky are so ridiculously done, which has become less of me taking a stand against him, and more of him just being a complete douchebag. he stole my thunder. i've run into him twice the past week, always at Bogarts. the first time was awkward and we didn't really know what to say, so i guess he took the "barely recognize" approach. the second time was still kind of weird, but we actually talked...him, myself, and Jessa. it was a whole lot of passive aggressive bullshit, but it seemed to end on a good note. he hugged both of us goodbye, and we said we'd call eachother that night...of course, i called and of course, he didn't. so that's that, i don't really care for the most part, it's just his whole "i ended it" attitude that's pissing me off. he didn't end anything, he just acted a fool and i called him on it. whatever. i seriously just want whatever situation i had with Andy back, even though it wasn't often and he was sometimes a dick, waking up next to him in the morning (or very late afternoon) was pretty rad.
ugh somehow i fucking got into a "relationship" fight with Scott the other night. it was seriously mental. he couldn't get back into Bogarts on Thursday, so Jessa and i met him at a gas station, so he and i could talk. i basically told him he needs to realize i want to be friends, and every time he sees me talking to another guy, he cannot attempt to beat the guy up. it's just rude. i definitely want to spend more time with his friend Billy, and i don't mind him being 29 so much, it's just the whole divorced-with-two-kids thing that's bugging me. kids are awful. anyway, i told Scott that if he can't be my friend and see me with other guys, then he can't be my friend. the ball's in his court now. no more drama.
the girls and i realized we're kind of being blackballed from all of our bars. we have no safe haven anymore. Ricky's always at Bogarts, Shelly's at the Riv, and JP and Mike have claimed D'Ann's and JP Ryan's...i think we got Cue's in the split, but it gets a little boring after 7 nights in a row. plus they randomly show up there...i guess it's more or less supposed to be considered neutral grounds. ugh why can't they all just sort out their bullshit and either figure out if they wanna be in love or just be friends, and actually be friendly? it's so stupid. guys are gay.
Jessa decided to becoming abstinent, which i told her i don't think it's possible to be that if you're not a virgin...like when i promised Melanie that i'd never wind up 19 and pregnant.
eh, this got long. w/e w/e goodnight.