Lucky me, I got to work today. My arm's been aching all day. I wore a light jacket over my tank top to cover up my arms.
Katie and Chris were supposed to hang out with us, but something came up...not sure what, but it involved hanging out at Chris's house. That's alright. Dirk and I had to go look at a place in Dumfries, anyway.
The place in Dumfries is definitely not going to work out. There's four gay guys living there, and they have "hot tub parties" every Saturday night. And they said things "get a little wild". I don't know about you, but I'm thinking major orgies here...they said up to 14 people. I don't have anything against gay guys, but please don't give me the mental images. And my boyfriend is definitely not living there. I just know one of those guys is gonna take it into his head to hit on Dirk constantly and make my life hell for being his girlfriend. And I just wouldn't feel comfortable. I don't think they even realized Dirk's straight.
Besides, Dirk would have a fit if I moved in with a lesbian. Is that fair? It's not like I ever hit on females that I hadn't been friends with for years.
I burst out crying at work today, while I was typing up yesterday's entry. I don't know....it just brought it all back to me. And I feel so bad, because I was ready to break up with Dirk, for what? The chemicals in my head fucking up again? I used to be better than this.
I've been waiting for an e-mail from Pia forever. I'm not surprised that as soon as she got home she forgot about me. I'm a little disappointed, though.
Well, I can pretty much kiss most of my paycheck this week goodbye. My mother needs $150.00, and I have to pay for rehearsal space, which comes to $175.00. I also need a Hello Kitty Doll, besides sending Roachboy his stuff. I'm gonna poor the rest of my life, I can see it.
Dirk was also making an ass out of himself when I asked him to call his brother to make certain he was coming to practice with us. Is there something wrong with me for wanting to know in advance how cramped the ride to practice is going to be?
Oh, hell. I don't know if I'm going to be able to send Roachboy's stuff tomorrow. I mean, I have to leave for practice at 1:00 to make sure we get there around 3:00, and I won't be making it back to Dale City until 8:30. I could send it in the morning, but I have housework to do before I get the car for the day. Decisions, decisions...
But I don't really want to be harrassed by him anymore. I mean, obviously he doesn't have anything better to do in his free time than sit in front of a computer and bother people. And don't point out my site to me...if you've been paying attention, I type up 90% of these entries while I'm at work, so I don't waste my free time. Or the 4 hours of sleep I get a night.