mr_zero

Sorry folks. I haven't been ignoring people, really. I have just been so tired that I feel I can barely form a coherent sentence. A lot happened this week. I am not going to get on a political soapbox again for a while. It is boring for you, the reader. It is waaaayyy more interesting to read about my blundering life. Hell I hope you can learn something too.

Without further pomp here it is -


Part 3 - You jaded fuck.

I came home on Friday after work. I was somewhat tired but, excited. It was gout out on the town night. Friday always was. Saturday was hang out with your friends day/night. It usually worked out that we were out together because we had a lot of mutual friends. More often I went and gamed with Chuck and Casey while she went with the girls.

I got in the door, took off all my clothes and laid down. Naps after work are so groovy. When she got home, I woke up made some dinner then showered. We talked about all the shit going on around us. Mostly 9/11 and a what would you do next kind of thing. It was 9/28/2002. I remember well because it was 2 weeks before my birthday weeekend and right after the 1 year anniversary of theWorld Trade Center being struck. We had been talking about me quitting my job and getting one at a different dealer. Mutually decided I should give a 2 weeek notice and not to worry about the interim. So on Monday I did just that. It was mostly her idea. We went with it. She had a job now and her school grants so we were set until May.

My birthday came and went, it was a Thursday so we didnt do much. Just dinner. Friday came and we were going to have the big weekend. It was supposed to top my all time favorite of the year before. My birthday was on Oct. 11 and her Bithday was Oct. 10th. We always had a big birthday for the 2 of us.

This Friday was different though. I came home, stripped, took a nap. (seee a pattern here?) Made dinner. While we ate she was very quiet. I knew something was up at this point. I am the type of person that doesn't like to let things boil, I went with the easiest way I could think of. Bluntness is how I started it.

"We aren't going out are we?" Nope, we weren't. She was going out with a "friend" and not coming back for the whole weeekend. That is when it sunk in. I had been divorced and this woman. Who I was friends with long before dating was about to dump me. The words were right there on her tongue. Just waiting to fall off. She starts to talk and I interrupt her. "Just go." She was getting dresssed. I didn't say another word to her before she left. I sat there at my desk staring at the screen. After she left, I cried. For an hour I cried. This is when I got into Korn. I downloaded every Korn album that night. Just me, my computer, 2 half gallons of Southern Comfort, and 1 gallon of orange juice.

If only it could all end there...