Drama.. such a short word for situations that can go on and on and on...
I can not say I dislike drama, in certain cases I most likely thrive on it. I don't like petty fighting, high school drama but the occasional full out rant is soothing. I like to rant, I like to state my opinion in a loud decisive voice. I like to ask what the fuck is wrong with this picture? It seems my life is full of ranting type situations as of late.
E phased up this week (Meaning he got new privileges, Army thing) so he can now go out during Friday and Saturday nights as long as he is back by 1am. Of course I didn't know this until he suprised me at work or tried to. I was back behind a row of snake/lizard cages; changing out water in a ball python's cage when a hand reaches through from the other side and touches mine. Scared me so bad, I almost yelled. You can't be to sure about such things, there are alot of improper type freaks that come into the store.
So in his effort to suprise me I do love him.. it's just his tactics are rather lacking.
We have come to learn that public sevices are seriously lacking in this town. He most likely is back down to a phase 4 b/c the cab companies are fucking retarded assholes.
Yes, it is his responsibility to make sure he is back on time; but what happens when what you think of as a reliable source of transportation turns out to be unreliable? You pay for this service, hence shouldn't it be moderately reliable? You give them your number so they can call and ask for directions if need be.. yet do they ever do this? NO. That is my rant for today.
Other than that situation. I had a good weekend. It was great seeing E again. Was nice to have someone to cuddle with as I coughed up my lungs from this blasted cold/flu thing; and he was sweet and understanding when I accidently sneezed on him when he tried to kiss me. He got me bright pink roses for Heart Day. They are so pretty and smell good. I love pink, although I will not concede to saying it is my fav color, I still love blue more but it's just a season for pink.
Take care!
I can not say I dislike drama, in certain cases I most likely thrive on it. I don't like petty fighting, high school drama but the occasional full out rant is soothing. I like to rant, I like to state my opinion in a loud decisive voice. I like to ask what the fuck is wrong with this picture? It seems my life is full of ranting type situations as of late.
E phased up this week (Meaning he got new privileges, Army thing) so he can now go out during Friday and Saturday nights as long as he is back by 1am. Of course I didn't know this until he suprised me at work or tried to. I was back behind a row of snake/lizard cages; changing out water in a ball python's cage when a hand reaches through from the other side and touches mine. Scared me so bad, I almost yelled. You can't be to sure about such things, there are alot of improper type freaks that come into the store.
So in his effort to suprise me I do love him.. it's just his tactics are rather lacking.
We have come to learn that public sevices are seriously lacking in this town. He most likely is back down to a phase 4 b/c the cab companies are fucking retarded assholes.
Yes, it is his responsibility to make sure he is back on time; but what happens when what you think of as a reliable source of transportation turns out to be unreliable? You pay for this service, hence shouldn't it be moderately reliable? You give them your number so they can call and ask for directions if need be.. yet do they ever do this? NO. That is my rant for today.
Other than that situation. I had a good weekend. It was great seeing E again. Was nice to have someone to cuddle with as I coughed up my lungs from this blasted cold/flu thing; and he was sweet and understanding when I accidently sneezed on him when he tried to kiss me. He got me bright pink roses for Heart Day. They are so pretty and smell good. I love pink, although I will not concede to saying it is my fav color, I still love blue more but it's just a season for pink.
Take care!
Sheesh. So now I just save the cards from cabbies who know what they're doing, and call the same guys in advance because I know they can keep things running smoothly. My experience has been that if a cabbie cares enough about his job to have printed up business cards, then that's a driver who can get you places on time.
Congrats on the roses.