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Contenting Day
Dec. 6th, 2003 11:00 pmToday was productive, but more fun than anything. We had the ritual rehearsal, which was fun. I don't think I'll be much help for the workshop. This keyboard totally blows for this computer. Steve is playing his STUPID game on the good computer, which also has a better keyboard. This is a challenge that I hate! I'm a born quick typist and THIS KEYBOARD is ruining it for me. PErhaps if I prop it up with this book it will be easier. The backspace key is the size of a normal key instead of larger like the enter key, I ALSO HATE THAT~!
So, we rehearsed, I STILL need to write my invoke, which I will do after I update this journal. Ummm... know my lines solid. No switching up the script, if people try, I'll just discourage it. The changes would have been good if they were changes done at an earlier time. Not after I memorized the flow!!! *shrugs*
*sighs* Anyway. Hung out with Vicki after the rehearsal. I would have gone to the Christmas party, but James called me about it a little too late for me to really be ready for it, so I thought, screw it. I completely forgot about it. Oh well. I didn't have anything to wear, and I wasn't kidding when I told people that. People assume I have cool clothing for special occassions. I have nothing but work clothes, which are non-fashion savy party material.
I am getting frustrated with Steve. First I do all the chores today, second I come home and get the crappy chair and crappy computer with the CRAPPY keyboard. Sometimes I feel like strangling him in his sleep. *sighs* And he IGNORES me to his game. I was in a superb mood until I stepped in the door and had any association with HIM. Sometimes he's useless. I work, I pay the bills, and I do the chores around here. This isn't fair, I think I'm going to SCREAM if it happens one more month. All I want is my space to be clean. He's a slob, but if I say that he claims he picks up after me. AS if, I clean up as soon as I make a mess around here. In fact I'm getting upset about it. He's got so many excuses as to why he hasn't got any TIME to do it! BUT HE'S THE ONE WITHOUT THE FUCKING JOB. Can anyone smell instant annoyance? I've talked to him about this. I fear this situation. In fact it makes me sick just talking about it. *SIGHS*
ANyway. Went to Wendy's with Vicki, and Target...and Ben Franklin... and then to her house, where her mom gave her crap for not telling her where she was. *shrugs* I hate being there when parents do that to their kids. Leave me out of it, pleeeaaassssee! It was fun with Vicki. I love her room, and it's relaxing space. Perhaps she has the room sheilded that special way... I don't know enough about sheilding and she's awoken a spark of curiosity in me. *sighs* If only I hadn't left. Here I am with Steve, and he isn't even caring that I got here.
If only I weren't so attached to Steve... frustrating to have someone so damned shy, who won't even acknowledge my friends, and who sees them as young people instead of people. I'd like to seriously hurt him right now. It may be because I've got a bee in my bonnet about getting home, or the same bee in my bonet that he pays nothing to live here and it's me holding the bag... or it may be that I did the dishes and he didn't care, I did the laundry and he didn't care, and I worked 40 hours and he didn't care. What am I? I don't even want to talk to him. And he has no clue. I'm not sure what happened just now, but I think something has built up and it's beginning to get to me. I am a pushover, a lousy pushover. And I am angry inside... I didn't even feel this coming! Perhaps it's those crazy whore-moans [hormones] from the Birth Control pills. or maybe it's just that I feel used instead of loved. Oh jeah, and Vicki has my new fleece overthrow, which also frustrates me. I bought it last week because sometimes I get cold but I don't want to have a coat... and now I don't even have it. I was going to remind myself about it. Now I can't even use it this week. Minor, but still frustrating. I only need these type of things in December, it'll be a week before I get it, which is a third of the time I have to wear it before it gets to warm to wear such anyway. Confound it. I think I will go to sleep and pretend it's all okay, and that I am not mad at Steve for being useless.
Overall the day was great. I had a good time. Even though Vicki STOLE my fleece, I still enjoyed the evening with her. *sighs* Time to go disappear into bed while he ignores me to a computer game. I'm clearly not worth acknowledging.
-Angela
So, we rehearsed, I STILL need to write my invoke, which I will do after I update this journal. Ummm... know my lines solid. No switching up the script, if people try, I'll just discourage it. The changes would have been good if they were changes done at an earlier time. Not after I memorized the flow!!! *shrugs*
*sighs* Anyway. Hung out with Vicki after the rehearsal. I would have gone to the Christmas party, but James called me about it a little too late for me to really be ready for it, so I thought, screw it. I completely forgot about it. Oh well. I didn't have anything to wear, and I wasn't kidding when I told people that. People assume I have cool clothing for special occassions. I have nothing but work clothes, which are non-fashion savy party material.
I am getting frustrated with Steve. First I do all the chores today, second I come home and get the crappy chair and crappy computer with the CRAPPY keyboard. Sometimes I feel like strangling him in his sleep. *sighs* And he IGNORES me to his game. I was in a superb mood until I stepped in the door and had any association with HIM. Sometimes he's useless. I work, I pay the bills, and I do the chores around here. This isn't fair, I think I'm going to SCREAM if it happens one more month. All I want is my space to be clean. He's a slob, but if I say that he claims he picks up after me. AS if, I clean up as soon as I make a mess around here. In fact I'm getting upset about it. He's got so many excuses as to why he hasn't got any TIME to do it! BUT HE'S THE ONE WITHOUT THE FUCKING JOB. Can anyone smell instant annoyance? I've talked to him about this. I fear this situation. In fact it makes me sick just talking about it. *SIGHS*
ANyway. Went to Wendy's with Vicki, and Target...and Ben Franklin... and then to her house, where her mom gave her crap for not telling her where she was. *shrugs* I hate being there when parents do that to their kids. Leave me out of it, pleeeaaassssee! It was fun with Vicki. I love her room, and it's relaxing space. Perhaps she has the room sheilded that special way... I don't know enough about sheilding and she's awoken a spark of curiosity in me. *sighs* If only I hadn't left. Here I am with Steve, and he isn't even caring that I got here.
If only I weren't so attached to Steve... frustrating to have someone so damned shy, who won't even acknowledge my friends, and who sees them as young people instead of people. I'd like to seriously hurt him right now. It may be because I've got a bee in my bonnet about getting home, or the same bee in my bonet that he pays nothing to live here and it's me holding the bag... or it may be that I did the dishes and he didn't care, I did the laundry and he didn't care, and I worked 40 hours and he didn't care. What am I? I don't even want to talk to him. And he has no clue. I'm not sure what happened just now, but I think something has built up and it's beginning to get to me. I am a pushover, a lousy pushover. And I am angry inside... I didn't even feel this coming! Perhaps it's those crazy whore-moans [hormones] from the Birth Control pills. or maybe it's just that I feel used instead of loved. Oh jeah, and Vicki has my new fleece overthrow, which also frustrates me. I bought it last week because sometimes I get cold but I don't want to have a coat... and now I don't even have it. I was going to remind myself about it. Now I can't even use it this week. Minor, but still frustrating. I only need these type of things in December, it'll be a week before I get it, which is a third of the time I have to wear it before it gets to warm to wear such anyway. Confound it. I think I will go to sleep and pretend it's all okay, and that I am not mad at Steve for being useless.
Overall the day was great. I had a good time. Even though Vicki STOLE my fleece, I still enjoyed the evening with her. *sighs* Time to go disappear into bed while he ignores me to a computer game. I'm clearly not worth acknowledging.
-Angela
