Vortexia's Secret

well, i'm pretty sure the honeymoon phase for our relationship with mayhem in his new apartment is officially over. bastard.

left his place on sunday. tried calling him monday and tuesday, but never got him. really a shame considering how happy i was with everything about us during that time. he called today and was going on and on about random crap. insane minute details about some project he has. whenever i tried talking, he couldn't hear me. then just as i started to repeat myself, he cut me off to ask "what?" again. so i yelled it and he said i didn't need to yell. so i cursed him. bastard. boy was watching TV and working on the computer instead of listening to me while we were on the phone. and the mom is back to hating me. she asked nicely if i was coming over for the weekend. he said no so she let it go. she asked nicely if he was going to see me this weekend. he said probably and she bitched for 30 minutes. and i'm sure if i was going to his place she would have probably called me slutty or told him not to knock me up or something equally nice and sweet like that. bitch.

i'm just in a pissy mood. i don't really know what i'm talking about right now. i was in a fantastic mood earlier today and then something turned me. i don't know if it was when i talked to mayhem on the phone and he blabbered about nothing and then didn't listen to me ask a simple question, or if it happened before then. oh, but this morning i left for work pissed off too. i'm pretty sure whoever parked next to me in the apartment lot must have parked totally wasted. the car was incredibly close to my car and was well over the line into my spot. so close in fact that i considered whether or not i would have to crawl through the passenger side door to get in. and the person must live out of their freaking car with all the shit filling up every space other than the driver's. but my mood improved on the drive over when i made fantastic time.

so i saw some of that swimsuit model search show today. those are some girls with serious eating problems. i mean, they didn't look horribly distortedly skinny, but they were SHAKING! i saw two of the four girls in a close up, and they were seriously shaking. you could see one of the girls as she was talking on the phone. and another lying on a luxury tour bus (presumably with heat).

but anyway, i am going to do something other than bitch now. something to do with chocolate. or cheese. or a good book. or sleep. or maybe i'll just call a few more people bitches and bastards. bad B words are good for name calling. yeah, that's right bitch. i'll be better tomorrow. seriously.