I'm Starting to Think My Ex Friend Is Plotting to Break My Neck With Sheer Untidiness
This entry is a backdated entry from one of my handwritten journals. Events recorded here happened some time ago.
Back home now with half an hour to go before work. Jason's coming up tomorrow and it should be a nice free day, no social engagements or anything. Tonight I'm going to clean out both rats' cages and have a go at actually tidying my room. I need to get my desk sorted out for NaNoWriMo; down here, I can't focus.
All of this crap with Lee is really getting Jason down today. We went down and there he was, sleeping on the sofa while Maria and Kate (her carer) chatted quietly. Sian's stuff is all over the house - you can barely move without tripping over something of hers - and she's still there every day from 10am - 11pm, if she doesn't "accidentally" stay too late and end up staying over.
I'm just waiting for her to finally ask what my problem is. She'll behave as though she's done nothing wrong, most likely; she's the innocent victim in all this and the problem lies entirely with me. Then what can I say? Flipping hell, this whole issue is just stressful. Lee's selfishness and hypocrisy defies belief, it really does, and it's changed Sian and destroyed our friendship. I can't stand her any more. It's just crazy.
I'm glad I started this diary again, though, because at least now I can vent.
Barnaby's eating in the cage next to me and she has the squintiest eyes ever. And now she's peeing. Weird rat.
Back home now with half an hour to go before work. Jason's coming up tomorrow and it should be a nice free day, no social engagements or anything. Tonight I'm going to clean out both rats' cages and have a go at actually tidying my room. I need to get my desk sorted out for NaNoWriMo; down here, I can't focus.
All of this crap with Lee is really getting Jason down today. We went down and there he was, sleeping on the sofa while Maria and Kate (her carer) chatted quietly. Sian's stuff is all over the house - you can barely move without tripping over something of hers - and she's still there every day from 10am - 11pm, if she doesn't "accidentally" stay too late and end up staying over.
I'm just waiting for her to finally ask what my problem is. She'll behave as though she's done nothing wrong, most likely; she's the innocent victim in all this and the problem lies entirely with me. Then what can I say? Flipping hell, this whole issue is just stressful. Lee's selfishness and hypocrisy defies belief, it really does, and it's changed Sian and destroyed our friendship. I can't stand her any more. It's just crazy.
I'm glad I started this diary again, though, because at least now I can vent.
Barnaby's eating in the cage next to me and she has the squintiest eyes ever. And now she's peeing. Weird rat.