last night was amazing. truly amazing. I had so much fun with my friend, we had some wine, a great dinner, and the show was phenomenal. I swear, if you get a chance to see this touring company, run, don't walk. they were fantastic. couldn't have asked for a better night. bought the cd, blasted it the whole way home, and just downloaded it to my ipod.
things did not go so well with H today. not good at all...but hey, at least this sunday I can say sex wasn't involved at all.
he's irritated because I started back on the lets not talk about our social lives, so I never did tell him what I was doing last night. I did tell him I was out with my friend, so he knew that much, told him that friday night, but today decided I really needed to knock it off, I was getting too cozy again. I was telling my friend today that it feels like we are playing poker, and I have all my cards layed out on the table while he has all of his in concealed in his hand.
it just got a little nasty. him sneering at me that I can't even have a normal conversation with him, that its not stuff that matters, so why can't I just talk to him. I told him I'd get there, he sneered again, so I fired back, "so what are you and OW doing this afternoon? is that what you want to talk about???" he got mad, said he was going to the mall to get new clothes (again???) and wasn't going to be with her at all. blah blah blah. then he went on to say, "we don't have to talk about things we shouldn't talk about to each other, but what's wrong with telling me about your night with G?" I stormed away (yeah, bad db-er) and fired, "must be nice for this all to be so easy" at him over my shoulder.
long story short, I started crying a bit inside, clearly frustrated, he was very irritated at me in general, and definitely that I teared up. he only even said goodbye to me when he left because I did to him.
so not such a great morning, but a great night last night. so think I'll concentrate on the afterglow of my evening and try to put the morning behind me.
Last edited by morgan; 09/16/0703:56 PM.
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"Courage doesn't always roar. Sometimes courage is that little voice at the end of the day that says, 'I'll try again tomorrow.'"
