roamingaround

Spent the evening cooped up in his bedroom, behind closed door, with my laptop. I hate, hate, HATE (did I mention: HATE!!!) being ignored by my significant other at social gatherings. Especially when it's a gathering of HIS friends, at HIS place.

I got tired of talking to strangers. I was getting a headache. I wanted them to leave so we could curl up in bed. Count the minutes, then hours...they don't leave, they don't leave...and so I do. And he doesn't even follow me out, or say goodbye.