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September 1, 2002
Sunday woke well.  We relaxed and then made Lasagne.  Rushed it out to my parents, ate and ran home.  Then K had to go home.

Damn.  Left too much of the page.

I went to Target after she left, and bought some soda, and The Lord Of The Rings, and cat food.  Came home and tried to call her a few times, but her phone was off.  I sat, and wrote for 2 hours.

She got home and Imed me.  And we began to talk.  And everything went to hell.

Wow.  I can't even really talk about it here, when I think about it this morning.  Only to know that someone played a dirty, dirty trick and a couple of people paid for it.  I paid for it.  Dearly.  Lost something last night.  More than one thing actually.

I have issues with trust.  If I trust someone, I can give them everything I've got.  But if I don't then I close up.  Tight.   Open Chris is a good thing, closed, not so good.

The rollercoaster last night was very strange.  I don't understand at all what happened.  Well, I do a little.  I don't know if I can forgive it.  Well, not true.  I can forgive.  I don't think I can forget though.  And that is very very bad.

It's 7:25 now.  And I slept for 4 hours.  Spent part of the night somewhere that I didn't even want to think about going back to, and the 4 hours of sleep in the arms of someone who cares about me enough to drop everything to come here and be with me.  A good friend.  And to be honest, someone I'd once wanted more with.  But not anymore.  What happened last night . . . grrr


Christopher

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