Friday’s surprises and more

Friday night, Vanessa wanted to make a beer run, so we headed down the road, stopping three different places which were closed. There’s a local bar with carry-out, so we headed there and since it was about midnight, we waited so she could have her first legal drink. Upon entering the establishment, I ran into Mike and BJ. Coincidence or fate?

My horoscope paraphrased: Yeah, this week is going to be really shitty for you to begin with. Friday holds surprises.

Ain’t that the truth?

So, I kidnapped Mike and brought him to Osgood with Vanessa and me. There were some major issues with some inebriated white trash neighbor chick who was acting irrationally and somewhat violently around her little girl and us. She was getting up in people’s faces and making me want to call the cops, but I didn’t. Mike and I left.

On the way to his house to drop him off, we started discussing events of the past week and feelings that we had. He started telling me that I’m wonderful and that he loves me and blah, blah, blah…which I blew off. We’ve been over it. I know how he feels about me. I’m in love with Casey. I told him that. I told him I didn’t want him to come to my party in June, because I would feel weird about having him and Casey both around me.

He says to me, “I know Casey makes you happy, and I want you to be happy…I should tell him not to screw thing up and lose you like I did.”

Wow. Yeah.

Went to Franklin Saturday morning. Commencement was boring. Congradulated my friends. Went to Chris and Melissa’s to hang out, picked up Casey, went to Applebee’s to meet up with “The Swanson.” Later, back at Chris and Melissa’s, I started to feel better. Gave Casey his pillow, which he loves. Hung out with everybody, didn’t want to leave. Talked a bit with Casey, which I needed. Crashed on the couch and came home earlier today. My roommie’s here. And I feel lonely.

I need to do something to get my mind off of things. Off of school, off of Casey, off of my new job, and everything else that is worrying me at overwhelming levels at the moment. It should be an interesting couple of weeks. Just when I need a break from myself, I can’t get one. For some reason now my mind won’t let me distance myself from the reality of my life.

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May 24, 2004

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