Sweetness
Mom came home. We went driving and she asked me if I was on edge. I told her I was and gave her half the story of what had happened last night. I'm getting an increased dose of Depakote soon so it will all be good.
We went out for lunch at this Mexican place we use to go to a long time ago and holy crap was it good. I haven't had Mexican food that good in a long time. Far better than Cafe Adobe, Chewys, etc. It was freaking awesome.
Went to work. Like usual, it was pretty busy and we had some pretty rude people but of course I kissed ass and let it all go. I feel better in the end anyway. Also it was just Jesse and I working the phones and he, like Marlina, is kind of slow at doing things and he doesn't exactly put out a lot of effort. That drives me crazy but I really need to get over it. Jorge knows I'm one of his hardest workers and that's all that matters. That's why I make so much money ... not really but I have gotten a full dollar raise so I guess that means something.
Tonight I'm going to do something I've been meaning to do for a long time. I'm going to e-mail Carmelo. I haven't seen or spoken to him in months. I think about him all the time and I feel really bad for not communicating with him or going to writers group. I'm nervous but I shouldn't be. It'll all be good.
Yeah I guess that's it.
I LOVE YOU ZAC CARTER
P.S. I know I've been a little crazy the last two days (not that you would know) but I can tell the difference between me being crazy and someone else trying to ... well ... I'm not sure. You tell me. I hope you're reading this. A small note: You REALLY confuse me.
We went out for lunch at this Mexican place we use to go to a long time ago and holy crap was it good. I haven't had Mexican food that good in a long time. Far better than Cafe Adobe, Chewys, etc. It was freaking awesome.
Went to work. Like usual, it was pretty busy and we had some pretty rude people but of course I kissed ass and let it all go. I feel better in the end anyway. Also it was just Jesse and I working the phones and he, like Marlina, is kind of slow at doing things and he doesn't exactly put out a lot of effort. That drives me crazy but I really need to get over it. Jorge knows I'm one of his hardest workers and that's all that matters. That's why I make so much money ... not really but I have gotten a full dollar raise so I guess that means something.
Tonight I'm going to do something I've been meaning to do for a long time. I'm going to e-mail Carmelo. I haven't seen or spoken to him in months. I think about him all the time and I feel really bad for not communicating with him or going to writers group. I'm nervous but I shouldn't be. It'll all be good.
Yeah I guess that's it.
I LOVE YOU ZAC CARTER
P.S. I know I've been a little crazy the last two days (not that you would know) but I can tell the difference between me being crazy and someone else trying to ... well ... I'm not sure. You tell me. I hope you're reading this. A small note: You REALLY confuse me.