It's already 9:54pm
:Is it bad that I don't really want to see my boyfriend, even though I haven't seen him since Sunday night?
I didn't mean to come off like a jerk, but he was suppose to be free earlier and I was like "cool, yeah! let's hang!" Then the ex decided she couldn't pick the kids up until 9:30, so now I don't really feel like driving over there just to be awake for an hour then go to sleep and have to drive home to get ready for work, on a almost empty tank of gas. The little I have left I can just use to get to work then to go to the gas station.
I feel bad, but it seems like a waste of time and money. After I said I have to get up early and that I don't really feel like driving, he said, "I can take a hint, Jamie." Uh oh, in Ryan talk that means, "Fuck you." So now, I'm sitting here putting away laundry and updating this lovely journal, then I'm gonna follow that up with a bowl of cereal.
He's decided he doesn't mind driving, but he's going to eat first. So he won't be here for a bit. It's going to be ten soon and I plan on being in bed by 10:30/11 at the latest. He can stay up if he wants, but I've got a crazy Pirates of the Caribbean opening day tomorrow. Blargh. Relationships are so tasking sometimes.
...Oh move over Rover and let Jimi take over...
I didn't mean to come off like a jerk, but he was suppose to be free earlier and I was like "cool, yeah! let's hang!" Then the ex decided she couldn't pick the kids up until 9:30, so now I don't really feel like driving over there just to be awake for an hour then go to sleep and have to drive home to get ready for work, on a almost empty tank of gas. The little I have left I can just use to get to work then to go to the gas station.
I feel bad, but it seems like a waste of time and money. After I said I have to get up early and that I don't really feel like driving, he said, "I can take a hint, Jamie." Uh oh, in Ryan talk that means, "Fuck you." So now, I'm sitting here putting away laundry and updating this lovely journal, then I'm gonna follow that up with a bowl of cereal.
He's decided he doesn't mind driving, but he's going to eat first. So he won't be here for a bit. It's going to be ten soon and I plan on being in bed by 10:30/11 at the latest. He can stay up if he wants, but I've got a crazy Pirates of the Caribbean opening day tomorrow. Blargh. Relationships are so tasking sometimes.
...Oh move over Rover and let Jimi take over...