That's what I said to the P Man. I think when I say things, I usually mean it even if sometimes I brush it off as a joke.
I guess I did not realise how patient I had been with him. It was the last straw yesterday when he decided to bail with hanging out with me and my friends. I called him selfish and unreliable. After all, I had asked him early in the week if he wanted to join me with my friends, and he said yes. What kind of a person would call a few hours before and suggest a new plan? "Do you want to see The Grudge tonight?" "No. We already have other plans." Then he said he didn't feel like having a movie night in on a Saturday night [never mind that he had suggested renting scary movies for Hallowe'en], and that why didn't he meet up with me after. I told him no and that every time we've made plans to meet up, it never happens [because of him]. Then he said he was going to do some thinking and that he'd call me back later that day. Twenty-four hours and nothing.
I have to admit, we have chemistry, but I don't think he's the kind of guy I want as a boyfriend at this point in my life. Round 1 and 2 had the same issues. In fact, the reason I got so mad at him at the end of round 2 was when he wasn't getting it when I told him I could be treated better.
If someone is close to me, I like to include him in the things I do. It takes me a while to even feel that comfortable. For me, it's a big step. And every single time, I've asked him to do something or go with me somewhere in advance, he has bailed on me. Every time. No exaggeration.
So...I don't want a boyfriend who never wants to do what I want to do, isn't reliable, and doesn't have the ability to think for two instead of one. I am kind of embarrassed to tell people about him. And why? Because I know I could do better.
I was feeling really horrible yesterday because he just wasn't seeing things my way and I was trying to explain the best I could. But then I got some advice from my best friend's mom and my friend, E. They all told me stuff I knew deep down. So I felt better.
Every time I come to my senses about a guy, I feel a sense of calm and I know that I will get over it. I am back to the "too bad things didn't work out with the P Man" feeling.
It's time to do some laundry and to wash this robe so I can get the scent of his cologne out.
And it's time to eat some breakfast so I can go the gym. I am sore from yesterday's workout. Today I'll just do cardio. Then I'll do grocery shopping at some point. Or maybe I will do that first.
I did my celebrating last night :wink: Went over to E's for a little gathering. We carved a pumpkin and watched scary movies. I absolutely HATE scary movies!! So we started off with the Texas Chainsaw Massacre, which wasn't too bad. Then we watched what we could of The Ring. There were too many scratches on that DVD for us to actually get through the whole thing. It brought me relief although I was curious to what happened.
Nobody wanted to answer the phone, and I've been instructed not to cover my face with my long dark hair :lol:
We also had pumpkin pie!!
That was about it. Thank goodness I was okay sleeping alone and coming home to an empty home!! I reset my clocks and went to bed, poopped!
Okay, I was supposed to get together with the P Man tonight. A couple of nights ago, he asked me to get together tonight. I knew he had some shindig to go to after work. "I should be done around 8."
Why ask somebody out if you can't keep a date?
*I* was the one who text messaged him after 8 to see what was going on. *I* was the one called him another hour after his "getting ready to leave soon."
Thank goodness for friends.
Even though I had plans with the P Man, and I really hate ditching people, I went to the movies with my friends. Unfortunately I missed his call [but hey, he knew I was at the movies; I couldn't *not* let him know; he should have known I wouldn't answer my phone during a movie], but his lack of responsibility/courtesy ticked me off.
You ask someone out. You give them an approximate time. When the time comes, either give another time to get together. He should have either done that or make a frickin' effort to see me.
Is it so hard to show someone that they matter?
Or maybe I don't.
Making me wait makes me mad. I am not impressed. I do expect an apology.
But I could also pass for a Muslim or a suicide bomber.
I've wrapped a black t-shirt around my head, and the only thing visible are my eyes and some of my forehead. People can't tell if I'm smiling or not. In fact, I put only eye make up on today.
It's been a challenge eating and drinking, and it's been hot! But at least my costume was free. One thing is that I did not win a prize this year. I've won all the other years they gave out prizes.
I saw a cutie today who worked here. Too bad he did not get a chance to see my hotness. And I just saw a horrible photo of me in mid blink and my gut hanging out. Charming.
Last night I saw my dad. I feel bad for dreading it, but I do dread being alone with him sometimes. The only reason is that he constantly complains about his life and his regrets. I hate dealing with people who are so down on themselves and it's even harder when it's your parent. He doesn't feel that he's accomplished anything in life except that he put me through university.
He says he's not rich, his marriage has broken up, and he's constantly bored. The whole night he only asked me what I do after work.
And then he tells me about his "friend." I don't know if he was finally admitting anything or not, but he's always claimed that she is a good friend and she has her own family, blah blah blah. So he lets out the truth last night (that my mother already knew) in that she doesn't like her husband...never really has. Stuck around for the kids, and she gladly lived here while the kids went to school and her husband was in Hong Kong, making money.
And now that she and her family are all in Hong Kong, she wants to come back and live here. She is all set to take care of my dad. My dad says he's confused and doesn't know what he wants. I don't know why he is telling me this.
He already knows he doesn't want my mom, so I don't know what he's confused about. There is no way he and my mom can be a happy couple together. All my dad sees is other couples their age, and he wishes he had what they have. And he's *still* whining that if my mom had taken the effort to talk to him and try to work things (albeit HIS way), then maybe the marriage could have been saved. [Look, the divorce papers are almost signed...MOVE ON.]
He hasn't told his friend what to do...has just reminded her that if she moves here, her kids will probably hate her, and she won't have a family anymore.
My head is heavy. I should probably avoid wearing my hair in a high ponytail. I thought I could handle it! I'm due for a trim soon.
I have set hair goals for myself. When I was a kid, I always had short hair. And as soon as I could, I let it keep growing...and growing. My hair is down to my waist, and it's pretty much as long as I want to go. I have no desire to have butt length hair that sweeps chairs I sit on.
And then I've always joked that I am going to cut my hair short for my 30th birthday to mark the milestone. That's what older women do, right?? Have short hair?!? :wink: And then when I tell guys this, they go :shock: And ask, "you mean up to your chin, right? Because that would be okay."
And I reply, "no...I'm thinking more like your length."
They don't usually believe me.
I probably won't get my hair cut short any time soon...maybe when I start getting grey hair.
There's a thing called wedging in pottery. It's pretty like kneading dough. The purpose is to get the air bubbles out of the clay when you compact it. I really put my weight on it Monday night, and my forearms are sore. At least I am getting some exercise out of pottery.
My dad has another shelf for me. I hope it's nice since it's going to be a hassle getting my place ready for it. That's my only complaint since the shelf will be free!! Due to its size, I must take several steps. Such a bummer. I have space for 33" wide shelf in my bedroom and a 31" shelf in my study. The shelf I'm getting is 31.5" wide. These are the steps to take [tonight]:
1. Clear out stuff from the space in the study. 2. Find room for said stuff while ensuring there will be room to maneuver stuff. 3. Clear off shelves of stuffed animals and photo albums from shelf in bedroom while ensuring there will be room to maneuver stuff. 4. Take apart said shelf but keep the frame in tact. 5. Move frame to the study. 6. If time permits, unpack boxes in study to fill up said shelf.
Well, Hallowe'en is coming up, and it's an opportunity to dress up at work. I think Hallowe'en is also an opportunity for women to look trashy and slutty, too. Or maybe I am just referring to myself?
I've dressed up every year and whenever there were prizes given, I'd win one for first place. So no pressure to perform this year, right? :lol: I'm going to be very plain this year. I've decided I'm going to be a ninja. I just need to practise getting my mask on. It's going to be made from a T-shirt.
And even since I moved, I started dressing less like a student. My usual attire has been skate shoes, a little t-shirt, and some casual khaki type pants. Now it's skirts or slacks with cardigans, etc. People have noticed. They compliment. My boss gives me the ol', "why are you so dressed up today??" I think I just want more dressier long-sleeved tops, and my wardrobe will be complete.
My horoscope this week mentioned that I was going to go into a natural "hibernation" state for the next several weeks (and that I should rest up). If it means feeling lonely, it's going to suck. And to top it off, November is coming. It's my absolute least favourite month because it's just generally dark and depressing. Maybe the best way to combat it would be to throw a party.
I just transferred some pics from my flash card to my hard drive, and I even looked at of them. On the weekend, I took my camera with me (oh wait...I always take my camera with me!!), and mostly other people use it.
One of the guys, G, said, "let me use your camera for a sec." When I reviewed the pic on the LCD screen, I already knew it was K's cleavage. She kept creating cleavage all night, but she doesn't have that much anyway. And I don't think her boobs are all that perky.
Anyway!! Things look at lot different when they fill your monitor. The cleavage shot had nipple. Gross!! Lots of things seemed to make my stomach turn today...talk of skid marks, friends getting some action, etc. I don't think nipples are gross per se, but I just have no interest in seeing my friends' nipples.
I had pottery class again tonight. It was okay. I made a small bowl since I lost a lot of clay. Using the wheel is hard. I can't wait for these classes to be over. I'll probably end up liking it by then!!
So the P Man did end up bailing on me both Friday and Saturday nights, but he had gotten into a (physical) fight with his dad :shock: How do these things happen?! He said he and his dad started arguing and his dad just started wailing on him. I've heard of other father and sons getting into fights, but usually just one of those is enough to get things on the mend.
I felt blah not having him around, and I am also worried. I know I can't do anything about it, but I also want to be there for him.
I went to the gym this weekend, too, and I am extremely achey. I also had a horrible migraine last night, too. It is still here. The office is just a little too bright, and I dare not put on my headphones today!
It's happened a few times in the past where I've gotten migraines on the day I've gotten my period. Usually the migraine comes if I've exerted myself. I did do some cardio at the gym yesterday morning, and I was so not into it. I came home after 45 minutes. Then I had lunch with my mom and did some grocery shopping. As soon as I got home, I started cooking.
The P Man came by, and we watched [u]Day After Tommorrow[/u]. It actually wasn't too bad. I think I could feel my body temperature drop just by watching everyone and everything freeze. My head hurt so badly and I felt so nauseated. I thought it was just a regular headache at first, but Tylenol did not do a darned thing!
Both my parents are going to be in Hong Kong around the same time, but they're not going to be together. I wonder if relatives on my dad's side will try to get them together. My dad wants my mom to sign all divorce type papers before she leaves. He is in such a rush, and he and his lawyer has menacingly said that if she doesn't sign, then they're just going to have to take the long and costly route.
My mom doesn't want to do all that. "What a pain to find all my sources of income and to dig up all my assets accumulated over the last 30 years!" My dad has said he'll give her all his RRSPs and that's it. My mom will probably take it, and now without thinking clearly, says she will be broke even though she has money for a new home, and she has a source of income right now.
I haven't done a stitch of work today; I want to go home and sit in the dark or something. But I'd be so bored. And I've slept so much that I'm feeling wide awake!!
I was supposed to meet the P Man for lunch today. He was playing hockey 'til 1:30, and my meeting was scheduled to end at 2 pm. We were going to get together right after my meeting ended.
BUT...the meeting ended close to 2:30. When I got back to my desk, he had left me a voice message around 1:45. I told him I'd be in a meeting, but he was still like "I've called you 3 times (to what number, I am not sure...I only missed his one call on my cell phone)!" I wonder if he made that up.
Anyway, I called him back right away, and he said he'd call me back right away...an hour later and nothing!
So now I've been eating these absolutely disgusting organic stoned milled wheat thins. They taste like black licorice! YUCK!
And I needed to talk to him, too!! I'll call him when I leave the office. Because he said he'd call me right back, I didn't want to call him back so soon. Dumb, eh? But anyway, I want to head out tonight around 6 but not much later. He was supposed to have dinner with his sister and fiance tonight, but he had forgotten...so he says he's going to blow them off. I feel kind of bad about that but kind of relieved at the same time.
But now I have more fodder to get to the bottom of! His sister and her fiance were supposed to get married in August. And then the night that he was supposed to be my date for my friend's wedding and he bailed, his sister was hit by her fiance. From what he had described, this fiance sounded like a loser.
Vim worked! The major splotches are gone. There are a few minor splotches that I think I will leave. Or maybe not. I hate leaving a job incomplete. I just the coating on the pan is okay. I'll find out later tonight.
Last night, the P Man and I saw [u]Shaun of the Dead[/u]. It was quite funny. It's a spoof of zombie movies. I don't think I'd like zombie movies. I really dislike scary movies. The P Man is not so fond of comedies. I thought he was joking!!
1. Wallet: Black Guess leather 2. Hairbrush: Don't usually use one, but I own a Kurl-Mi brush or however it's spelled. It looks more like a spanking device. 3. Toothbrush: Sonicare 4. Jewelery worn daily: Only the nececessary jewellery to keep my pierced holes open 5. Blanket: Plush pink blanket that's in a cream waffle duvet cover 6. Coffee cup: Just a company mug 7. Sunglasses: Some gold framed Oakley C frames 8. Underwear: White cotton bikinis (with a little bow in front) 9. Shoes: blue DC skate shoes 10. Handbag: MEC 11. Favorite shirt: None, but I like my shirts that draw attention to my chest!! 12. Eau De Toilette: None. Bleh. 13. CD in stereo right now: Some old 1997 compilation disc 14. Tattoos: One, of a dragon on my lower back 15. Piercings: Ears - 1 hole in each (let all the other 5 close up when I started job hunting; Navel; Right nipple 16. What you are wearing now: Looking a little casual today with my light brown cords and pink long sleeved shirt 17. Hair: Black, fairly straight but with lots of body, down to my lower back, has red streaks 18. Makeup: Got the full garb...but I like the natural look
Didn't make it to the gym this morning. I am stiff all over, and my body was just generally tired all day yesterday. I also remembered that my energy is generally low at this point in my cycle. Perhaps I'll hit the gym after work. I'm trying to keep tomorrow gym-free since I have a shindig to go to after work.
The P Man is supposed to go with me. Well, he said he'd go with me, but whether he does, it remains to be seen. I had a dream that I told him if he ever bailed on me after saying he'd go with me somewhere I'd dump him. One of my biggest pet peeves is when I make plans with someone, and they cancel on me last minute for no good reason.
My friend E thinks I am making too much effort with the P Man. I don't know. I feel like I want to see him all the time. That's very unlike me with boyfriends. Maybe I am changing. Or maybe I am starting to treat men better in that they're not disposable.
I'm giving my body a break on Friday, but tomorrow, I'm going to the gym again. I've gone every day since Saturday so far. My body is so tired. I can't wait to be back to where I was physically 2 months ago.
How the heck do I get it off a pan?? I've only tried Vim.
I don't really like having black crusty patches on my pan. Can I even still use it? It's not like I will ever cook anything directly on it. It's one of those broiling catching pan thingees that you get with a toaster oven.
Not that I have anything going on aside from this weekend's plans, but I can't stand this moodiness. Next week I will be fine!!
I got another e-mail from J...he doesn't expect responses anymore, but he's still going to send me bi-weekly updates on his life. I guess it's kind of nice to get them, but I still have no plans to write him back.
I hate hearing bits and pieces of W's love life...because it's going well. I am still glad for him, but I don't want to hear about it.
I got mad at the P Man last night because he breezed into my place without a salutation and went straight for the TV. I am sure I overreacted a bit, and could have expressed my displeasure better. His explanation was baseball was at a very exciting moment. He felt that was more important than having some semblance of manners in someone else's home. On the other hand, he can make himself at home in my home...to a point. I don't want him feeling like he has to ask before using something (even though it still perturbs me when he raids my fridge :x )
So I was mad because of the way he entered my home. And then he was mad (or something...just not cheerful) because I didn't explicity express why I was mad the first time he asked me what was wrong. To him, he had to "pry" it out of me.
I think the incident was all too Mars vs. Venus for me.
Then he left early.
I kind of lost the mood for hanging out with him, but I was still disappointed we didn't really hang out. I would have liked to chit chat and catch up on our day.
A - Age : 27 B - Band listening to right now : Our Lady Peace C - Career in future: Tech writer for now D - Dad's name: George E - Easiest person to talk to: Paula and Tara F - Favourite song at the moment: That Korn cover song. G - Gummy Bears or Gummy Worms: Gummy Bears H - Hometown: Richmond, BC I - Instruments: None now. Used to be piano, clarinet, and tenor sax. K - Kids: 0 L - Longest car ride ever: Some family road trip to California M - Mom's name: Bettina N - Number of siblings: 0 P - Phobia[s]: Heights, water, commitment Q - Favourite Quote: "Of all the things you wear, a smile is most important." R - Reason to smile: I'm alive and healthy S - Song you sang last: Some Oasis song on the radio T - Time you wake up: Between 7 and 8, but this morning was 6:30 U - Unknown fact about me: If I told you, it'd become known V - Vegetable(s) you hate: turnips W - Worst habit: Being late X - X-rays you've had: teeth and back Y - Yummy food: Dessert Z - Zodiac sign: Sagittarius-Capricorn
Pottery probably doesn't help. Last night we started using the wheel, and I found it extremely difficult. My clay flew off the wheel a couple of times. I also need to have short nails, too. Only one more month and a half of pottery. I don't think I will do it again. It's been interesting, but anything creative has never been my bag.
Last night I was supposed to see Patrick after class; I don't know if he forgot or if he thought it was okay to bail without any warning :? The plan was to watch the movie I rented Sunday night after my class, and I told him I'd be done after 9. So when I talked to him at 9:30, he told me he was going to bed in half an hour! But not seeing him gave me the opportunity to clean my filthy floors, catch up on TV, and go to bed early. I can't complain about that since I've been complaining about having all these to do things piling up. I even woke up at 6:30 this morning and went to the gym. It was still dark out when I left home!! :shock:
I called my dad last night, too. I hadn't talked to him in a while, and I heard he was sounding depressed. I really didn't know what to say, or how to say what I wanted to say. He's feeling down because he feels like a failure in the marriage department. At the same time, he says what he feels for my mom has turned from love to hate. To me, there are only two options for him: make it work with my mom or move on. He refuses to do either.
I called my mom last night, too. For days now, she's been asking when she can see me and when I'm going to visit her for dinner. I don't mind seeing her, but I feel bad for splitting right after dinner. It's been busy lately. I still want to do more cooking.
I think there was something else I wanted to say, but I can't remember. That's all for now.
Friday night, I have a gathering to go to. I am not sure what to call it...it's kind of a combo housewarming/birthday thing in my mind, but the host isn't calling it that.
Why am I nervous? Because I am bringing the P Man. I wasn't going to, but I thought I might as well introduce him to some of my friends. Maybe I am not that nervous. I am just half expecting him to bail. In the past, any plans made well ahead of time resulted in him canceling. And not to mention, he was supposed to my date for this guy's wedding reception, and the P Man did not show up.
So...I guess I will see what happens.
I've also invited him to come out with me Saturday for E's boyfriend's birthday shindig. In all honesty, I don't have a burning desire for him to come with me to these events, yet. We're still in the early stages of couplehood. I would not be offended if he said he didn't want to go. And then again, if my weekend wasn't all booked up leaving no time for him, I might not have asked him to come to either event. :wink:
I got a new machine and reinstalled Trillian at work. The default ICQ port doesn't work for me, and I can't remember what port I was using before! BOOOOO Googling has been fruitless. I sure can't ask IT here :p
I slept like a log last night. I think I only started to catch up on rest. I was in bed before midnight, and I woke up at 8:12 am even though I set my alarm for 7 am. I didn't sleep well Friday night, and I got about 5 hours of sleep Saturday night.
Saturday night was a fun night. My friends and I hung out for a bit, and then we went to a pub. We made it a happening place, especially when we did the chicken dance. There was a DJ there, and he played all our requests. And we made the dance floor. I was telling the P Man about the night, and he knows the owner of that pub. I told him we danced all night, and he said, 'but there's no dance floor there." :lol: Exactly - there isn't...which is why we rocked the place :wink:
Yesterday, I bought some new boots to replace my broken pair. Now I wish I kept them, so I could mail them to head office of Aldo. I will never buy Aldo shoes again. Every pair of shoes except 2 (of which one were real Doc Martens) have falledn apart completely. These boots were hardly worn, but the whole left bottom boot fell off...not the sole but the whole bottom!! Yesterday I also got two shirts and some headphone.
I can finally listen to music at work again, but these headphones are hurting my ears already. With all my shopping yesterday, I forgot to buy fruit!! :x
And I discovered that I don't like turnips.
I am going to see the P Man tonight after my pottery class (it'll be the first class using the wheel!). I am excited :)
I am used to taking up a lot of space in my queen sized bed. I like to sleep in the middle. And I like to move my legs around, too.
Last night, a couple of girls and I went to the Home Show. I picked up an Aerolatte, which is a steam free milk frother (so cool!), and a couple of wine bottle uncorker thingees. See, I am so not into wine that I don't know the terminology of anything. Basically this little gadget has a thing to rip the foil. You stab into the cork, press a button, and some compressed hair yanks out the cork. I figure they would make good gifts.
After I got home, I called up the P Man, and left a message. I knew he was out, but I said I'd call him after I got home. Then I tried out my new aerolatte. I frothed up some milk with raspberry syrup. It was delicious! After that, I watched some TV and went to bed.
About an hour later (this was shortly after 2 am), the P Man called me. He apologised, and said he wanted to come over because he really missed me. He said "no hookup." I told him I'd have to be up early the next day, but said he could come over. So about 20 minutes later, he arrived, and then we went to sleep.
I kept waking up throughout the night!!! I thought I'd at least be able to sleep through in my own bed. But the P Man took up much space...I had to sleep on an angle to fit. And he talked in his sleep, too. And I almost got elbowed in the face. But it was still nice to have him there.
But this time will be different. I'll actually be into it. Round 1, I wasn't into it. I mean I liked him, but wasn't letting myself get attached.
The P Man gets a new nickname: Constable. Yesterday he called me and left a message, saying "Hello, this is Constable MacLeod. Please call me back at blah blah blah." I was thinking "huh, what? Is that the police?" When I called the number back, I got the switchboard of his office :shock: Hardy har har. I still poke fun at his fibs, though. Last night I said to him, "how do know when the P Man is lying? His lips are moving!"
I enjoy just being with him. Right now, the physical attraction is very strong. I can't remember the last time I'd felt something like that. It's kind of weird that we only started seeing each other again last Tuesday. I've seen him almost every day since - well less often than every day but more often than every other day. We're very comfortable with each other.
Anyway, we're having fun right now, and I am having a good time. We saw [u]Motorcycle Diaries[/u] last night, and it was excellent! It started off light and funny and got progressively serious.
I got a raise! Yay me! And it was a substantial one to match my title I guess. But...even if I look at my title, my pay is below average. Comparing my level of education and years of experience, I am not getting paid what the average is. However, I am making more than average than those in my age group.
But then these averages are based on people who chose to do a survey.
But it looks like my raise won't be included with this paycheque; hopefully there will be retropay the next payday.
This raise could not come at a better time! And then my parents take me seriously when I say because I am getting paid more, I can spend more!
Well, the old house is all empty. I was going to take photos of it, but I didn't. It is kind of sad. I will miss my old room. :(
Tonight I'm going to the movies with the P Man. I feel like I have been neglecting my friends lately. It sure makes a difference that P and I don't email all day long anymore :( I hope to get together with P this weekend, other than Saturday night! I am also starting to feel left out!
I've seen a lot of the P Man lately. I am not going to think about what it all means ;)
And my dad's getting scary again; I'm so glad that I don't see him when he goes on such rampages, but I feel bad for my mom. She is afraid he is going to do something drastic. He called me today asking about something that happened years ago and that had nothing to do with me.
Back then, he and this woman went on a cruise, and someone called the woman's daughter, telling her that the mom and my dad were having an affair. My mom speculates it was my aunt who called the girl. My dad phoned me at work today asking me about that incident. I have no idea why he chooses to drag me into his drama and lies. And if you're going to waste my time, don't call me at work. Geez.
Wednesdays would be easier if I had two VCRs. There are 3 shows I watch that are all on at 8 pm: Smallville, Hawaii, and America's Next Top Model. Luckily, I can tape the 5 pm show of Smallville. Then I usually tape Hawaii and watch America's Next Top Model (ANTM) with my girlfriends. It's all been somewhat working out. My friends can also tape ANTM for me.
BUT!!
My dance classes are starting up again in November, and guess what day they're on!? Wednesday, of course. I guess if class ended on time, I could watch ANTM when it starts. Or I could just watch most of it.
But my dilemma is also this...The Wednesday night dance class is Level 3; there are plenty of other Level 2 times. I should be in Level 3, but since I haven't done the classes for one session now, I feel like I've forgotten everything. And I haven't been to the gym for 2 months, so there goes my strength and flexibility.
Hmm...I have a bit of time to think this over, but I will likely take Level 3.
Actually, this beginner stuff is a refresher. I'm technically in the Intermediate level, but those classes aren't being offered until the new year, I think. Hurrah!
Okay, I admit!! I do it. And I especially do it if I am tired. I think my volume is correlated to my tiredness.
Anyway, I stayed over at the P Man's on Friday night, and I slept through the night peacefully. However, I was still exhausted all day and into the night. I could not figure it out.
Then last night...he said to me, "you know, you snore in your sleep." :oops:
He said it was okay. And when he'd wake up from my snoring (light sleeper that he is), he'd move. Then I'd move and stop snoring.
No wonder I didn't feel refreshed all day!! I had been waking throughout the night!! *L*!!!!!
So yesterday, my mom's friends and my mom helped me move the rest of my boxes to my place. Now I have about 30 more boxes of stuff to put away. I hope I won't take *too* long.
The P Man came by last night, too. We watched [u]The Karate Kid[/u]. I loved Ralph Macchio at the time the movie came out. We were doing letter writing in Grade 5. I wrote him a letter, but I never got a response :( The P Man and I also went through some of my old photo albums - seems like I've been to Vegas many times. There were 4 occasions of Vegas we went through. There were a lot of photos of my ex, too. I tried rushing through those.
Round 3 is definitely more casual and a lot of physical attraction. I guess it's been a week since we started seeing each other again, and I've seen him 4 times so far. I declined seeing him Sunday night because I was so exhausted and I knew I had to get up early Monday. He asked me if he could bring his work clothes the next time he swings by on a week night. Girl Alert...does that mean anything?? He loves my bed though. I don't really want to think about him going off to the east for school next year.
In my previous tblog entry, I said something about people I'd cut off. One of them would be J...I got an email from him today. I hope he's forgotten this blog link.
A while back, I told him I did not wish to be friends. Since then, he's sent 3 emails. I don't have a strong desire to reply. I would reply, but I don't want to offer any encouragement. He still wants to talk to me.
I don't know. He's one of the few people that I've found intellectually stimulating, and that is what I miss most.
When I sleep for a long period of time, I usually remember my last dream, and it usually seems long.
This mornings, I dreamt I had dumped someone. I think it was the P Man. And then his brother called me waking me up, saying that the person I had dumped had been really burned in the past by his last girlfriend, who was a pediatrician. I asked the person, "who's your brother" because I could not remember which person it was I dumped.
Lately I've been thinking about the people I've cut out of my life because they've pissed me off in a major way. Then I wonder if it was worth it to cut them off.
I was so exhausted yesterday. And I had Thanksgiving dinner at T's in-laws. My family doesn't do Thanksgiving. But I feel kind of bad for skipping out on a different family dinner.
Well, my instructors came by yesterday, and helped me get my pole upright, and it looks great! The thing is my building is new and is still settling. I will have to continue to check on it and make sure it's still secure. I am a little nervous to use it. Plus, I haven't done any pole work for about a month now. Next month I shouldl be able to start up my classes again :D
Friday night, I went to the pub with the P Man. It was our third time getting together this week. I don't particularly enjoy going to pubs, but he wanted to drink :roll: We did a bit of talking; I don't find that I have all that much to say to him. We did uncover more of his fibs, but at this point, I am not expecting much from him. At least after Friday night, I was thinking it'd be okay if I didn't hear from him again.
I didn't hear from him all day yesterday, but last night around 12:45...he called me and said he was going home and asked me what I was up to. Then he said to give him a call if I wanted to get together later :? I was with my friends at that point. We were in the car eating Wendy's while in between bars. :lol: We started off at a pub, and then we were to go to another bar, but a few of us decided to get some food first.
The second bar we went to was a lounge...a total sausage fest and known as a cougar bar. I couldn't make eye contact with anyone for fear of being approached. It was *that* bad. But I run into an acquaintance of mine there. I used to hang out with him a little, but then I decided I didn't really want to hang out with someone who lies frequently.
S is in town right now, and he was out with us. I met him last year in the summer when he was visiting. We dated a bit, and chatted on MSN when he went home to England. Last Christmas (when he was in town again), I found him really annoying because he was really smothering me. For New Years, he threw a party, and I got extremely POed at him because he was all over me, and was trying to convince me to stay the night. When he was getting nowhere with me, he told me to loosen up, and that he was only going to be in town for a few more days. The next time I spoke to him, I was not very pleasant, and I told him to F-off and to never speak to me again.
I saw him again back in the spring, and we barely made eye contact. We didn't really speak. But last night, we were civil, and - oh dear - were flirting. I am hoping I will see him again a couple of times before he leaves :-p I can't blame his behaviour on him being drunk because he's an awful drunk (very belligerant and rude) and not very pleasant.
So anyway, after the gross bar, we went for food. I was sitting across from S's sister's friend. They're back for his sister's wedding. It was around 3 am when I noticed I had missed a call on my cell phone, and there was a text message. It was the P man. It said "I am home now. Come see me." To that, I said, "well, that was retarded."
Suddenly, I heard "[i]nobody[/i] calls me retarded." I looked at up, and the friend was glaring at me, looking very upset. :shock: And then she was muttering, "she doesn't even [i]know[/i] me." I thought she was joking. I told her I didn't call her retarded, but she didn't seem to believe me. I was scared!!
I thought I was close to getting my pole up. I found someone who was adept at this sort of thing. So he swung by at 5:48 this morning, and made an attempt to me help me. His conclusion was that I had a bum studfinder. I also caught him checking me out :P I had thought about whether he'd pull a move on me, but I assumed he wouldn't since he's practically married. I think he was wondering the same about me, but I am nowhere near married.
So the studfiner - I have to keep it; I no longer have the receipt or its packaging, so I cannot return it. I went and bought another today, which also scans for joists. I hope I succeed this weekend.
I hope I see the P Man tonight. I don't think there will be many opportunities this weekend. I want to give his watch back to him, too. Last night we saw [u]Hero[/u]. It was such a beautiful movie, and I really enjoyed it. I didn't think I would since [u]Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon[/u] did not impress me at all.
Um, that is all for now. Tomorrow I am seeing my best friend! I am quite excited!!
I hung out at P & E's tonight. They asked me about my previous night. "Did you sleep with him?" :oops:
Anyway, we watched [u]America's Next Top Model[/u]. I'm not so sure I am digging this season so much. Some of the girls, after their makeovers look freaky!! Amanda got her hair dyed platinum blond, and she wore bright lipstick...to go with her pale, pale skin. Some of the girls are downright annoying.
Cassie needs to go. One girl didn't get picked for the show because she was too thin. Cassie openly admits she starves herself to make it as a model. She's purged before. Gross!
Amanda should go, too. Julie got kicked off because she admitted she was using modeling as a stepping stone for her career. But Amanda has this degenerative eye disease, and she will be blind in a few years...thus ending a modeling career. Might as well boot her out now. And she appeared to be so cold. She has a toddler..."I will miss him if I was modeling, but he will be able to deal with it." Then on the phone, she sings to him and cries and says that he misses him so much!
Other than that, nobody really stands out in terms of personality. So many crying girls on the show when it came to their makeovers. One lost about 6 - 8 inches of hair, but it was down to her bum. I don't think hair looks good at that length.
My nose is dead without decongestants, but I still can't smell.
I think I'd better go back to using fake names for people I talk about to protect their privacy. Sometimes I wonder what I'd do if someone I knew found my blog and ended up reading about themselves. Probably nothing. I'm not sure I have anything to apologise for.
Oh wait...my blog has been discovered. But if people can handle reading, then they can read all they want.
Last night, P and I watched [u]When Harry met Sally[/u]. I think that was the first time I'd ever watched it from beginning to end. The physical attraction is still there for me and very strong. I don't know if that's a good or bad thing. Do I have to remind myself to not think so far ahead?
[u]America's Next Top Model[/u] is on tonight. That is quite the entertaining show. I'll be watching it with the girls. Tonight, I plan on doing some cooking, too! I hope to be able to taste it!! I am going to cook up some scallops, roast some potatoes (need to get a pan first), and find some vegetable. Maybe I will roast some other vegetables, too!! Oooh yes!
If I am not tasting or smelling anything by Thursday, I'm going to the doctor! I am tired of eating food for its texture. Decongestants are helping but not much at all.
I haven't seen Wayne on the forums lately, and I am very thankful for that.
I am going to see Patrick tongiht :oops: :? I think what got me was "this arguing is getting us nowhere" and "let's just see what happens." He's been asking to get together, and I"ve been saying "okay, but when I am better." But then I also tell him I"ve been out and about. I probably don't appear that sick :? But every time we talk or when he calls me, he's mentioned getting together either that day or the next. I keep saying no :?
Anyway, he called me this morning...suggested he pick up a movie and watch it my place tonight. So I gave in. My sick excuse was not being heeded. So okay...And at least my skin is starting to clear up. I am not feeling so attractive skin-wise or fat-wise these days, but when I put on a good outfit, I feel like a million bucks!!
This cold is taking FOREVER to go away! I haven't been able to taste anything for DAYS. And it's my third day of missing work. I'm not sure why I am taking so long to recover. It's probably the same reason why I am sick, anyway. Too much going on!! Even though I am sick, I am still trying to do my best to get my stuff cleared out of my parents'. I am missing work again today!! And I hate being hungry, wanting to eat everything in sight, but not be able to taste it. I had plans to cook much this week, too!!
So yesterday was a milestone. I finished off my first roll of toilet paper at my place!!! I also took my first bath here. I miss my old (big) tub.
Oh yes...my weekend. I did manage to get in some rest. But I can't last very long into the wee hours of the night. Friday night, I hung out at Paula and Erin's. Erin and I even hung out alone for a bit. Usually, we don't get see each other unless Paula is around. I am looking forward to having a closer friendship with her. Saturday night we went to a club. I probably should have stayed home, but hey, who can resist partying with 20 year olds? Okay, that was sarcasm. We were definitely the oldest people there. The music was awesome though.
I spent a couple of hours on Sunday clearing out my study. Who'da thought it'd take me sooo long. I cleared off a few shelves and shuffled things around. My goal is to get that room all done today, leaving me with my closet and the rest of my room. Hopefully those two will take only 2 days. I don't have much time left.
This morning, I was woken up by the Shriners. I think they'd been calling before and not leaving messages. Booooo.
My dad just dropped by with some newspapers for me. Infuriating! (Not because he brought them, but because the papers were picked up at my OLD place...)
So...mid August, I notified my paper of my address change, and I requested my delivery to start Sept. 1. I called soon after since I wasn't getting my paper, and they said they'd start it the following week. Nothing. I called earlier in the week... Apparently, they had my subscription starting December 1 :roll: So they said I'd start getting my paper the next day. But I got nothing. So I called again...said they'd send a paper out.
So now we all know they're delivering papers to my old address. What is up with these people?? Who am I supposed to complain to? Being a month overdue with my newspaper is not acceptable!