thepnutgallery | A Day Of Minor Problems (Reply)

Decent day at work. Felt like I wasn't getting a lot done, but that was only in relation to the amount of work to be done. E-mailing Ken back and forth, he seems to be getting tired of my questions from the past year. He's the one that suggested I look through my journal for queries, he just seems bothered by the number of them that I have. Given the number of times he's lied, it's a little amusing that he takes this "How could you think such a thing?!" attitude. He usually catches himself, but it's funny those times that he doesn't.
We were supposed to have D&D, but Michael had to fly to the east coast at the last minute, so that was cancelled. I had sent an e-mail offering suggestions for what to do for the evenging, but he never got back to me. He did call from the store, to ask if we needed anything, and then Dallas showed up. I love hanging out with friends, watching the Confessions tour, having a few cocktails and the like, I just wish I had been in on the plans for it. He apologized for not letting me know, but I'm of the mindset that I should have been called before Dallas. Oh, Squeak - when will you stop confusing priorities.
Ken got mixed nuts, chips & salsa, and popcorn shrimp from the store, and I managed not to eat TOO much, at least initially. Talked to my mum for a bit, which is confusing at best. On the one hand, all her tests have come back normal so far (waiting on one for Friday). On the other hand, her doctor actually told her it was cancer. I'm holding off thinking anything until the rest of the test results come in.
I was supposed to meet Anna at 6:30 or so, but she was having coffee with Ray's family and it ran late, so she just dropped by on her way home to have a look at the jacket. Probably for the best, as by the time she got there, I was fairly tipsy. Ken decided he wanted pizza at some point, so I picked it up for him. I almost stopped at the store and bought Soy Nuggets, since I had his credit card, but I knew I would've eaten the whole box in a drunken stupor, and I didn't want that. Dallas had gone home by the time I got back, and Anthony and Ken were watching American Idol, so I just made some veggies and went to our room. Popped onto A4A for a moment to find messages from two adorable gents. I am so so so so so happy that A4A is there to remind me that it's been as a courtesy to Ken that I've not been sleeping around. Now I just need to stop extending it. Also popped onto Livejournal, which started a discussion about movies, which ended up being an argument. As we were laying down, Ken mentioned that Jason and I were peas in a pod when it comes to arguments, and I told him that the reason I finally sent Jason home on Saturday was because he was trying to argue with me about things we agreed on. I also mentioned how, at the time, I felt quite lame being home arguing with Jason while he was out getting fucked by Sean. Corrected myself to note that, by the time I finally sent Jason home, he was giving Scott head. He sympathized.
I mentioned that I thought about hooking up while he was in the living room with Dallas, and he said that would not have gone over well. I replied that I didn't see the difference between that and Saturday. He took his arm off me. I woke up around 4, and thought I was going to go back to sleep, but I started thinking about Sean, and eventually the images of the two of them drove me to get up.

Even with all of this - my mild irritation at not being kept in the loop, his somewhat more than mild irritation at my penchant for debate, and both of us being uncertain about the whole "sex with other people" thing - I'm actually glad to be facing these comparatively insignificant things, instead of the huge looming monsters we've been facing.