Stalker Shaw
So, wouldn't you know it my thoughts are turning obsessive again. Ya, surprise right? So I work with her every Sabbath. We still hang out afterwords. We talk on the phone. It's exactly like when we were "dating" but we're not. We're just friends. What complicates matters is that when we were dating we never did anything physically intimate. I never even kissed her. So no wonder I'm having issues dealing with Ruth.
Well, what's moved me into the stalker realm is that I need physical closure. So. I'll ask if we can renew things. Kiss her. Then break up again.
I'm kidding.
Yet my cousin B.J. states that purportedly all the grand schemes that I have for getting back with Ruth are stalker plans. Evidently if i stand outside her house on top of a car with a boombox above my head playing a song we both liked would be a stalker move. Well this conversation was from Sunday, and it's now Thursday. Do you see how obsessive I can be. I'm like a dog and a bone when it comes to thoughts.
I guess why I'm having a hard time is that I think of my life as a screenplay and it sucks when you don't have your hands on the script. How do I know my lines? Where's my entrance and exit? Well, I need to do something to get my mind off of this girl. It sucks even worse cus I'm sure she's not suffering over the thought of me. Grr... damn obsessive mindset.
Many roaches. Killed 3. Two in the evening, one in the morning. Possibly imprisoned another one or two to death by suffocation. Apparently roaches found their way into the rice in storage in the pantry. Several escaped from the bag before I filled it with RAID fumes and stapled it shut. Will have to ensure the other dry food stuff not likewise infested. No longer skirmishes with odd scavengers. Will have to launch full scale operation.
Well, what's moved me into the stalker realm is that I need physical closure. So. I'll ask if we can renew things. Kiss her. Then break up again.
I'm kidding.
Yet my cousin B.J. states that purportedly all the grand schemes that I have for getting back with Ruth are stalker plans. Evidently if i stand outside her house on top of a car with a boombox above my head playing a song we both liked would be a stalker move. Well this conversation was from Sunday, and it's now Thursday. Do you see how obsessive I can be. I'm like a dog and a bone when it comes to thoughts.
I guess why I'm having a hard time is that I think of my life as a screenplay and it sucks when you don't have your hands on the script. How do I know my lines? Where's my entrance and exit? Well, I need to do something to get my mind off of this girl. It sucks even worse cus I'm sure she's not suffering over the thought of me. Grr... damn obsessive mindset.
Many roaches. Killed 3. Two in the evening, one in the morning. Possibly imprisoned another one or two to death by suffocation. Apparently roaches found their way into the rice in storage in the pantry. Several escaped from the bag before I filled it with RAID fumes and stapled it shut. Will have to ensure the other dry food stuff not likewise infested. No longer skirmishes with odd scavengers. Will have to launch full scale operation.