I don't know. I'm tired of standing still, not making any progress ( Read more... )

i wanna go home and i haven't even left yet. work's a pain in my ass. Becky left--that chick i absolutely hated, who wasn't terribly fond of me either because i was promoted over her--Amber left, and now i'm training a new chick and have another on board who's only been there a month, plus have to deal w/ Shane who was on grave yard but moved back ( Read more... )

Uh huh ( Read more... )

It's getting better now. I was afraid to go over there at first, but the mood of things hasn't changed for the worse, except for a couple somewhat bitterly teashing remarks at the beginning of last night. Things seem more tender, like he's more willing to let himself be that way now he's sure I'm in for the long haul. For instance, last night he ( Read more... )

I've just spent the whole night being terrified. He was just going to walk out, he never wanted to see me again. My eyes started stinging the moment he said it. I don't cry, haven't really unless I was drunk or under the influence of psychiatric meds, and then the crying was for really no reason. I haven't been ripped up like that since the summer ( Read more... )

This is getting embarrassing. I'm not supposed to be this sappy ( Read more... )

I feel crappy today. My manager's being so sweet about the whole car thing, so at least (I hope) my job's not in jeopardy over the thing. She left a message on my page (in the computer system) that says: I just want you to know that no matter what happened or will happen I staned beside you. Y-O-U-R- T-H-E- B-E-S-T- [sic ( Read more... )

Rick frustrates me to no end, but I won't do without him. He thinks I make things too complicated, I think he does, and he won't leave well enough alone. But I'm guilty of that too I suppose--not leaving shit alone--and maybe he brings that out in me, the need to pick a subject to death (in conversation with another) until it's resolved, dead, or a ( Read more... )

One might guess from the previously posted letter what happened with the car thing. It's pretty crappy, and I suppose I'll be bitching later about the financial impact this will have. It does have a more immediate personal impact however, being that it played a part in igniting a series of conversations between Rick and I that have and will ( Read more... )

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