My Day
--Toys R Us gets delightfully crazy toward midnight. Conversations enclude such subjects as "Even if I were the only guy with one testicle and a lightsabre..." and "vete a comer mierda y muevete." Threatening my manager with a secret karate kick was relatively fun as well.
--Well, the work day wrapped-up pretty close to midnight and hunger lead a friend and I to Waffle-House where we chatted until about four in the morning. Conversation was all over the place but we covered things like video games, relationships, futures, and Little Cove. I miss Little Cove and a lot of other Pennsylvanian spots.
--I brought her along for the last steps with the appartment and cats so as to keep her from getting that kind of sleep that does more harm than good before her seven o'clock shift back at the store. I showed her the incomplete Valhala so as to let her know what I keep talking about. The place was nicely straightened in comparison to the state of things before work.
--Soon she had to return to work and I to sleep. There is talk of Saturday plans with her and another friend, but I doubt that will happen. I am working from three thirty to midnight again. At least I got out and had a bit of a life today though.
--Much to my surprise, K-T and Marie had not gone to Marie's last day party. Last minute stuff, I hear. They seemed to be looking forward to it so. Thankfully, Marie is not discouragable and she wants to do something with K-T tonight. God, she just seems happier getting out more. This morning, though, I paid the piper.
--As is to be expected, she read my nasty post from the other night. I do not know why I keep thinking people are going to think like I do, it never happens. The short post after that was intended to dismiss my previous post while not deleting it completely. The hope was to better illustrate what kind of stupid stuff my brain goes through. In either case, she was upset.
--I appologized, understanding why she was upset. I had no thoughts like that last night when I thought she was out though, none. My hope is by getting some manner of my own life going I will not wrap so much of my mind around what K-T is doing. She does not deserve me even thinking like that.
--She seemed to accept that I realized I was a dumbass and things returned to a comfortable area again, but it seems fate was conspiring to make me feel her wrath. I misplaced some things she was looking for, the cats were making her angry, she has a headache, wants to sleep, cannot, and if she does not do the dishes someone else dirtied, she will get yelled at.
--Meanwhile, I had no idea what to even start on. She became upset and I became completely useless. Now I found the mirror, the stockings, and maybe the shirt she was looking for but my memory is not serving me at all today. Hopefully she has fun tonight. I hate going to work with her pissed-off, it is like I carry a ton of bricks for the day. Anyway, my brain is dying, I need this little hour of sleep before I have to go into work.
--Well, the work day wrapped-up pretty close to midnight and hunger lead a friend and I to Waffle-House where we chatted until about four in the morning. Conversation was all over the place but we covered things like video games, relationships, futures, and Little Cove. I miss Little Cove and a lot of other Pennsylvanian spots.
--I brought her along for the last steps with the appartment and cats so as to keep her from getting that kind of sleep that does more harm than good before her seven o'clock shift back at the store. I showed her the incomplete Valhala so as to let her know what I keep talking about. The place was nicely straightened in comparison to the state of things before work.
--Soon she had to return to work and I to sleep. There is talk of Saturday plans with her and another friend, but I doubt that will happen. I am working from three thirty to midnight again. At least I got out and had a bit of a life today though.
--Much to my surprise, K-T and Marie had not gone to Marie's last day party. Last minute stuff, I hear. They seemed to be looking forward to it so. Thankfully, Marie is not discouragable and she wants to do something with K-T tonight. God, she just seems happier getting out more. This morning, though, I paid the piper.
--As is to be expected, she read my nasty post from the other night. I do not know why I keep thinking people are going to think like I do, it never happens. The short post after that was intended to dismiss my previous post while not deleting it completely. The hope was to better illustrate what kind of stupid stuff my brain goes through. In either case, she was upset.
--I appologized, understanding why she was upset. I had no thoughts like that last night when I thought she was out though, none. My hope is by getting some manner of my own life going I will not wrap so much of my mind around what K-T is doing. She does not deserve me even thinking like that.
--She seemed to accept that I realized I was a dumbass and things returned to a comfortable area again, but it seems fate was conspiring to make me feel her wrath. I misplaced some things she was looking for, the cats were making her angry, she has a headache, wants to sleep, cannot, and if she does not do the dishes someone else dirtied, she will get yelled at.
--Meanwhile, I had no idea what to even start on. She became upset and I became completely useless. Now I found the mirror, the stockings, and maybe the shirt she was looking for but my memory is not serving me at all today. Hopefully she has fun tonight. I hate going to work with her pissed-off, it is like I carry a ton of bricks for the day. Anyway, my brain is dying, I need this little hour of sleep before I have to go into work.