Alright Alright Alright
Moving is such chore. Well, actually I've been painting for the most part... prepping for next weekends moving. It shall be interesting.
Over the weekend I visited my friend Jen for a lively 4th (well 2nd) of July party. I just have to say that her husband Chad and I kicked ass in the karaoke competition! Rock on!
Got home around 3am and then sleep straight until noon! Yay! I like sleeping like that, I don't get enough of it... ever!
The current situation with James and I... Off... well very off after last night. It started great with a friendly phone call... but then he said he had to go and said he's "maybe" call me back. I hate that. I want an “I will call back” or “I will not call back.” Who likes sitting by the phone?! Well... as you can imagine, he did not call back so I called him and we had us quite the bitch-fest. Honestly, I'm having a bit of difficulty being "just friends" with him. It drives me nuts that he didn't even try to work things out with me, he just moved to his mom's and that was that.
So you know what is happening... after he moved in with his mom, he was really very mean to me, in the way he spoke to me... until... I got asked out at work. Then he wanted to be with me again. Told me I was his "family." He asked me to cancel the date. I went on it anyway. Unfortunately, this particular "date" didn't go so well... with talking on the cell phone through dinner and everything!!! pleh. So... I realized how mature James can be... sometimes. And that I tend to take it for granted. So I waited a couple of days to say that I felt the same (about the whole family thing)... well we were back together for about 2 days until he stopped talking to me again, and called me a stalker because I stopped by his house... (Because I hadn't talked to him in 2 days) We had it out over that because it was ridiculous... if I'm going to be a stalker, damn-it I will earn that title! I didn't even get to put a bloody cow's heart in a box of roses or anything!!!!
So, after all that particular fight, I said that we are either together, or we are not, but i couldn't talk to him anymore... not as an ultimatum, but as hey it hurts way too much to talk to you!!! So, again he said he had to go... asked him if he would call back, said maybe... didn't call. Damn! I needed an answer!! So I left him a message to call me to get his stuff, but i took that as an answer... and it's over. Didn't talk for a week. Until I called him to ask him to get his stuff... hung out for a few days... didn't talk for 2 days (no fight this time, just busy as hell) and then here we are... after last night's (what did I call it? oh yeah...) BITCH-FEST 2005!
Over the weekend I visited my friend Jen for a lively 4th (well 2nd) of July party. I just have to say that her husband Chad and I kicked ass in the karaoke competition! Rock on!
Got home around 3am and then sleep straight until noon! Yay! I like sleeping like that, I don't get enough of it... ever!
The current situation with James and I... Off... well very off after last night. It started great with a friendly phone call... but then he said he had to go and said he's "maybe" call me back. I hate that. I want an “I will call back” or “I will not call back.” Who likes sitting by the phone?! Well... as you can imagine, he did not call back so I called him and we had us quite the bitch-fest. Honestly, I'm having a bit of difficulty being "just friends" with him. It drives me nuts that he didn't even try to work things out with me, he just moved to his mom's and that was that.
So you know what is happening... after he moved in with his mom, he was really very mean to me, in the way he spoke to me... until... I got asked out at work. Then he wanted to be with me again. Told me I was his "family." He asked me to cancel the date. I went on it anyway. Unfortunately, this particular "date" didn't go so well... with talking on the cell phone through dinner and everything!!! pleh. So... I realized how mature James can be... sometimes. And that I tend to take it for granted. So I waited a couple of days to say that I felt the same (about the whole family thing)... well we were back together for about 2 days until he stopped talking to me again, and called me a stalker because I stopped by his house... (Because I hadn't talked to him in 2 days) We had it out over that because it was ridiculous... if I'm going to be a stalker, damn-it I will earn that title! I didn't even get to put a bloody cow's heart in a box of roses or anything!!!!
So, after all that particular fight, I said that we are either together, or we are not, but i couldn't talk to him anymore... not as an ultimatum, but as hey it hurts way too much to talk to you!!! So, again he said he had to go... asked him if he would call back, said maybe... didn't call. Damn! I needed an answer!! So I left him a message to call me to get his stuff, but i took that as an answer... and it's over. Didn't talk for a week. Until I called him to ask him to get his stuff... hung out for a few days... didn't talk for 2 days (no fight this time, just busy as hell) and then here we are... after last night's (what did I call it? oh yeah...) BITCH-FEST 2005!