MUCH NEWS!!
I did break up with Randy. He asked for me back a few days later and I gave him a HUGE ultimatum (sp?) which included us breaking up again if a list of six things were not changed and continually worked on. If we break up over anything on this list, we will part ways and never speak again. He thought he could do it despite the intensity of the list. So far he's doing well. If he is going to fail any one of these things, then it will be within the next six months.
I still dont know about that job at Borders. I hope they call me by Monday night. I really want that job. So badly it almost burns.
On Friday, I lost my bag. It had all of my most treasured possessions including ALL of my work on my novel and all of my forms of ID and my checks. I missed The Bang at The Blind Pig and Halloween at the Necto. I did still get trashed at a house party if only to wash away the hurt of losing two years work on my novel.
Yesterday, I found my bag. I was so exstatic that I ran through the cafe that I work in screaming "I found it. I found it!!!" I think I freaked out some customers. Whatever. It had fallen behind a shelf and the boss had gotten a huge shipment in and had stocked it in front of my bag. I found it when a shipment came in yesterday and I was re-organizing the office/stock room.
On tuesday they sentenced ryan bower, the boy who shot my brother twice and killed him in cold blood to 2nd degree murder. He will serve 12-18 years. Im fucking pissed but it has saved my poor parents the terror of a trial. It was hard enough for them to sit in the same room as that sociopathic bastard for even an hour so I'd really hate to see them endure whole days of trial. When my Mom read her "victim impact statement" nearly the whole courtroom was teary eyed and most women were shaking their head in disgust at ryan. He had nothing to say for himself. Bastard.
That was my last week.
This is my question: What do you respect most?
I did break up with Randy. He asked for me back a few days later and I gave him a HUGE ultimatum (sp?) which included us breaking up again if a list of six things were not changed and continually worked on. If we break up over anything on this list, we will part ways and never speak again. He thought he could do it despite the intensity of the list. So far he's doing well. If he is going to fail any one of these things, then it will be within the next six months.
I still dont know about that job at Borders. I hope they call me by Monday night. I really want that job. So badly it almost burns.
On Friday, I lost my bag. It had all of my most treasured possessions including ALL of my work on my novel and all of my forms of ID and my checks. I missed The Bang at The Blind Pig and Halloween at the Necto. I did still get trashed at a house party if only to wash away the hurt of losing two years work on my novel.
Yesterday, I found my bag. I was so exstatic that I ran through the cafe that I work in screaming "I found it. I found it!!!" I think I freaked out some customers. Whatever. It had fallen behind a shelf and the boss had gotten a huge shipment in and had stocked it in front of my bag. I found it when a shipment came in yesterday and I was re-organizing the office/stock room.
On tuesday they sentenced ryan bower, the boy who shot my brother twice and killed him in cold blood to 2nd degree murder. He will serve 12-18 years. Im fucking pissed but it has saved my poor parents the terror of a trial. It was hard enough for them to sit in the same room as that sociopathic bastard for even an hour so I'd really hate to see them endure whole days of trial. When my Mom read her "victim impact statement" nearly the whole courtroom was teary eyed and most women were shaking their head in disgust at ryan. He had nothing to say for himself. Bastard.
That was my last week.
This is my question: What do you respect most?
Oh, good for you. Don't take no guff from your man. I wouldn't take any shit either...life's to short to waste your time on someone that won't treat you like they should. Same goes for friends like that.
Im not drunk anymore....
Shawn.