Ohio for a weekend

I spent the weekend in Ohio, drinking wine and watching trains. It was supposed to be a rejuvinating, relaxing weekend. It definitly had its moments. Drinking wine in my uncle’s basement, talking with my uncle and aunt about our family, late night train watching with Jeremy, Jimmy and Rich, meeting and talking with Jim, going to church Sunday morning, even the long drive home. But those moments were bookended by bad moments that I just don’t need.

Patrick was being a scumbag and I’ve decided now that he’ll never learn or outgrow it. Last time everyone kept trying to convince me that he wasn’t as nice of a guy as I thought him to be. I could tell that he wasn’t a great guy, but I was trying to give him the benefit of the doubt. Well, that’s the last time I do that! He was a scumbag. Its the only way to describe it. He’s a scumbag. And he acted as such for pretty much all weekend. It was the last thing I needed after dealing with Mel and Missy.

Then I came home, so happy and content to hear two wonderful pieces of news. Mona was supposed to play in church with me in this coming Sunday. Now I didn’t force her or twist her arm or anything and yes, it made my life easier. Well, she doesn’t feel like it now. She made a committment and then backed out. And then Mel leaves me one of the sweetest nicest IMs ever. Evidently she feels that its my fault I broke her wicker chair. I don’t think its true, but thats besides the point. She can’t confront people nicely. She’s always on the defensive and I’m really sick of it. But as Jenn said, its impressive she said anything at all. She made the DEMAND that I replace the chair by Monday. It pisses me off that she feels it was my fault in the first place, but then to attack me and demand retribution – its just too much.

I told Jenn this apartment doesn’t feel like home – that safe place to return to. All this crap makes me feel like shit and I just want to go home now. Actually I want to go back to Ohio and sit on by the tracks taking pictures and listening to the radio.

Mike and I also had a very odd, but good conversation. He keeps bringing up his plan to move to TX. Its starting to annoy me because I know thats what he’s doing and I’m fine with it. My plans take me to London or CA, so how is his moving to TX going to alter my world all that much? I adore him. And I know he cares about me too. It may be that he’s not only reminding me, but also reminding himself. Either way I think I’m going to get to see him on Saturday which will make me very happy.

This should be longer and more detailed, but I’m still tired and have plently of work that needs to be done, so I leave with this picture in place of song lyrics.