Today he learned that when Im really annoyed I clean. He learned this when he came to my house and I had the living room practically sparkling, the kitchen clean all but for sweeping, and both utensil drawers organized. At least I got something done.

On the upside, he doesnt have to go away for at least the rest of the week. His own store is understaffed so he has to take the manager position earlier than expected. Im hoping he doesnt have to go away again right away, but meh if he does.

This is for the Tuesday night girls, like such as.

Im having a breakdown and Im completely alone.

I cant do this anymore.

Tonight we survived our first fight since we started seeing each other again*, which, all things considered is actually pretty good. When you look at all of the baggage from before that we've had to work through to get this far, and our first fight was today, over something unrelated to our previous relationship, I think that's pretty good. Nonetheless, we had a fight, on the worst possible night since tomorrow he has to go out of town for job training. He'll only be gone five days at a time, but distance never proved itself to be good for us, but its not the same relationship, and its different circumstances, so Im trying not to let previous experience dictate how I cope with the next four weeks. But, to have a fight on top of that (not even related to his going away) would have just stress to an already complicated matter.

But, we're good now. We worked it out and we're good. It didnt just end with one of us giving in for the sake of keeping things settled, we fought, and then we talked it out and we're good. And I'll see him again *sigh* next Monday.


*We started going on dates again on April 30th.

I went to the weddin' and I had a pretty good time. The girls he went to highschool with treated me the same as they've always treated me, despite me having spent our years not having a good word to say about him, and making sure everyone knew how he treated me. Although I wasnt looking forward to attending this wedding (Im better friends with the bride's ex boyfriend than I ever was with her), he didnt have to put up a stink for me to go. I got up yesterday morning and offered to go, mostly because since Im his girlfriend now its only proper that I accompany him to functions like this, and not going would have been petty and small. But, it all went well, and as we were leaving, one of the girls came over and hugged me and told me that she's so glad to see him back with me because Im so much better than the girl he lived with after I broke up with him. I heart compliments.

This evening we learned that when Jenna is being all seductive, and you feel that that moment is imperative to go outside to have a cigarette, by the time you come back in Jenna will be contentedly playing video games and the moment for getting your fuck on (for the third time that evening) will have passed.

My sex drive is somewhat fickle, and when I want it, I want it now.

Tomorrow he's going to the wedding of a highschool friend of his, and Im choosing to not go. Im going to know quite a few people there, none of whom I actually want to hang out with. Dont get me wrong, most of them I really cant say anything bad about, I just have no desire to get up and get all dressed up to drive forty minutes and attend an outdoor wedding (on a rainy day) with people I dont care to be around. I'll have more fun sitting home with my mother, and that's saying a lot. Then again, its also saying a lot when I'd rather hang around with his stoner friends than his highschool friends.

After this article, I may have discovered a new favorite columnist.