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thepnutgalleryKen's been very loving and "Good Boyfriend" all week....I like this, but have enough experience with him to simply be waiting for the other shoe to drop.
Tuesday - Back to work. The workload was heavy, but not as in-your-face heavy as I was expecting. Left with all the priorities done, but tons of mail left to still review and RC. My mum texted Ken in the afternoon, letting him know that Winnie had died. Nothing I wasn't expecting, really. My poor papa was not dealing very well, though. I called them when Ken got home, and talked to both parents for a while. Ken was waiting in his undies when I got back, so we made with the sex right proper. Good stuff. There had been talk of dinner/Munchkin with Brandon and Chris, but Chris had to work late, so Ken made plans to go to the movies with Justin, and rescheduled games/dinner for Wednesday....when I had D&D. Ah, well. Whitney called just before he left, and invited me over for some catching up. Aha! Something to do with my evening (other than eat). Delighted to see her, and catch up and the like. Not so delighted at the number of excuses I hear her making. Also caught up with Jess for a little bit while Whitney and Token were out smoking. It was good to catch up, but I got the feeling that it was mostly about her being bitter that she's not invited to CDC stuff. Begged off of that a little around 9:30, to find Ken already home. He was playing video games, so I had some veggies, and we talked about our nights. He didn't really care for the movie, I was just sad that he had to pay for it. I'll ask Anthony for some passes for my birthday.
Wednesday - Still busy at work. I had meant to go to Henry's after work, but Ken mentioned the two of us going there, and I was kind of tired, so I just went home instead. Sent out an e-mail that morning confirming game, only to be told that it had been cancelled. Nobody never tells me nuthin' - not that I was displeased. Ken got home a little late, having gone to the store on his own. He wanted some chips and salsa, and we were almost out of salsa. We also needed Jasmine rice - I was going to get it from Henry's, but it was more than twice as much there as it was at Ralph's, so I went there instead. Also got some tofu and more frozen veggies. I had been going to get some Nayonaise, but I don't really need it, do I? Got home a bit late from all that, but still in time to help sit on the couch for a bit before Brandon arrived. Chris got there shortly after, and we all chatted for a bit. Dinner was lovely - I couldn't eat the flat bread, or one of the TJ's dishes, and I only had one serving of the salad and rice. Munchkin was also fun, except for the news that we had been playing wrong in a couple ways that didn't come up until I tried to do them. Brandon ended up winning the unusually long game we played, and we opted out of a second game. A good night, overall. I have nothing against staying in and entertaining.
Thursday - Finally got work down to a manageable level. The usual afternoon fatigue set in, and I almost cancelled on the Che, but I had a cup of coffee and it picked me right up. I chopped ginger and did dishes....and did dishes...and did dishes...and suddenly it was 6:50, and there were just piles and piles of dishes. I finally tapped out, had some Soul Food (the mac'n'cheese and the collard greens were REALLY GOOD). I had a plate and a half - I couldn't stop thinking that it was pasta, and calculating the calrories in my head. I did pop out and talk to the boys from the Soy Boys for a moment, and that was fine. Next week is Indian Week, and I'm committed to go, because a couple girls from the PPK are coming down, but I may just help out a little before hand, and bring my own food. Who am I kidding? Whether or not I eat there, I'm going to help out a bunch, because it's there to do. I don't really like Indian food, and Ken is out of town, so (this time for real) I plan on fucking like a rabbit while he's gone. Stopped at Whole Foods for some oatmeal, though I probably shouldn't have, and then went home. I was TIRED. I really just wanted to go curl up under Ken and go to bed. Ken called around 9:40, to let me know that he was staying for the 10 o'clock game, so I just beat off and tried to go to sleep. Not so much. He called again at midnight to let me know that Brandon and Chris had started fighting and gone home, and he was going to bar hop for a bit, and take Friday off. Bar hop? Alone? So, try to hook up is what you're saying. Sleep was not so much happening before that, and it certainly wasn't happening now. He said he'd be home a little after 2, but didn't end up getting home until about 2:45. I was going to call at 2:30, but it's bad enough that I couldn't sleep with him out on the town, I'm not about to be THAT boyfriend. He says he hadn't hooked up with anyone, that the bars he went to were pretty dead, and he was just home late from walking everywhere and back to his car. I say this every time, but I'm not going to feel bad about hooking up on my own any more. Just a little more disgusted with myself that I was finally able to sleep once he was next to me. I don't like the uneven-ness of this, that I missed him and he didn't miss me, or that he has no problem going out and leaving me home, where I would never. Don't know what I'm going to do about it, but I don't like it.
Tuesday - Back to work. The workload was heavy, but not as in-your-face heavy as I was expecting. Left with all the priorities done, but tons of mail left to still review and RC. My mum texted Ken in the afternoon, letting him know that Winnie had died. Nothing I wasn't expecting, really. My poor papa was not dealing very well, though. I called them when Ken got home, and talked to both parents for a while. Ken was waiting in his undies when I got back, so we made with the sex right proper. Good stuff. There had been talk of dinner/Munchkin with Brandon and Chris, but Chris had to work late, so Ken made plans to go to the movies with Justin, and rescheduled games/dinner for Wednesday....when I had D&D. Ah, well. Whitney called just before he left, and invited me over for some catching up. Aha! Something to do with my evening (other than eat). Delighted to see her, and catch up and the like. Not so delighted at the number of excuses I hear her making. Also caught up with Jess for a little bit while Whitney and Token were out smoking. It was good to catch up, but I got the feeling that it was mostly about her being bitter that she's not invited to CDC stuff. Begged off of that a little around 9:30, to find Ken already home. He was playing video games, so I had some veggies, and we talked about our nights. He didn't really care for the movie, I was just sad that he had to pay for it. I'll ask Anthony for some passes for my birthday.
Wednesday - Still busy at work. I had meant to go to Henry's after work, but Ken mentioned the two of us going there, and I was kind of tired, so I just went home instead. Sent out an e-mail that morning confirming game, only to be told that it had been cancelled. Nobody never tells me nuthin' - not that I was displeased. Ken got home a little late, having gone to the store on his own. He wanted some chips and salsa, and we were almost out of salsa. We also needed Jasmine rice - I was going to get it from Henry's, but it was more than twice as much there as it was at Ralph's, so I went there instead. Also got some tofu and more frozen veggies. I had been going to get some Nayonaise, but I don't really need it, do I? Got home a bit late from all that, but still in time to help sit on the couch for a bit before Brandon arrived. Chris got there shortly after, and we all chatted for a bit. Dinner was lovely - I couldn't eat the flat bread, or one of the TJ's dishes, and I only had one serving of the salad and rice. Munchkin was also fun, except for the news that we had been playing wrong in a couple ways that didn't come up until I tried to do them. Brandon ended up winning the unusually long game we played, and we opted out of a second game. A good night, overall. I have nothing against staying in and entertaining.
Thursday - Finally got work down to a manageable level. The usual afternoon fatigue set in, and I almost cancelled on the Che, but I had a cup of coffee and it picked me right up. I chopped ginger and did dishes....and did dishes...and did dishes...and suddenly it was 6:50, and there were just piles and piles of dishes. I finally tapped out, had some Soul Food (the mac'n'cheese and the collard greens were REALLY GOOD). I had a plate and a half - I couldn't stop thinking that it was pasta, and calculating the calrories in my head. I did pop out and talk to the boys from the Soy Boys for a moment, and that was fine. Next week is Indian Week, and I'm committed to go, because a couple girls from the PPK are coming down, but I may just help out a little before hand, and bring my own food. Who am I kidding? Whether or not I eat there, I'm going to help out a bunch, because it's there to do. I don't really like Indian food, and Ken is out of town, so (this time for real) I plan on fucking like a rabbit while he's gone. Stopped at Whole Foods for some oatmeal, though I probably shouldn't have, and then went home. I was TIRED. I really just wanted to go curl up under Ken and go to bed. Ken called around 9:40, to let me know that he was staying for the 10 o'clock game, so I just beat off and tried to go to sleep. Not so much. He called again at midnight to let me know that Brandon and Chris had started fighting and gone home, and he was going to bar hop for a bit, and take Friday off. Bar hop? Alone? So, try to hook up is what you're saying. Sleep was not so much happening before that, and it certainly wasn't happening now. He said he'd be home a little after 2, but didn't end up getting home until about 2:45. I was going to call at 2:30, but it's bad enough that I couldn't sleep with him out on the town, I'm not about to be THAT boyfriend. He says he hadn't hooked up with anyone, that the bars he went to were pretty dead, and he was just home late from walking everywhere and back to his car. I say this every time, but I'm not going to feel bad about hooking up on my own any more. Just a little more disgusted with myself that I was finally able to sleep once he was next to me. I don't like the uneven-ness of this, that I missed him and he didn't miss me, or that he has no problem going out and leaving me home, where I would never. Don't know what I'm going to do about it, but I don't like it.
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