I can understand UnPorsche's enthusiasm for his new hobby...well, not really. I am not into guns, but a new hobby can be quite exciting. His whole weekend was spent shooting. Tonight he went shooting. And now he's not coming by tonight because he spent hours shooting. Never mind that I was expecting him hours ago. He said he'd come by, and I asked him when he thought he'd be done. He

I hate having him come over and be "let's go to bed."

He's been home for almost a week, and we've gone out for dinner and a movie. He's spent the rest of the time shooting guns.

I am mad. And when I get mad, I just want to shut people out. I want to tell him to take his guns and shove it. I'm not officially his girlfriend. He spends his nights here, leaves in the morning, and then comes back when he's done with his day of activities. Screw that!

And we're not really sleeping together. I told him that because of my bladder infection, I'd be out of commission for a month. I was joking, but still...I should be out of commission. His reaction? "Screw that. I am leaving in two weeks!" That made me MAD. I brushed it off.

And on top of that, Cute Butt Boy can screw off, too. He is all talk about talking. Right now, I'm pissed off enough that he can just forget he ever knew me!!

I want to go cry from frustration.

But I am on meds, and I have been cooped up all day, so I am in a funky mood. Thankfully, I will have some social interaction tomorrow and Wednesday (and not with UnPorsche!)!!