Ok first off (keep in mind my mood SUCKS right now)...why the FUCK am I at work today?????? I am useless as tits on a bull as is everyone else, and do you think any of our customers are actually working? Um no, because tomorrow is a frakking holiday, we're the only boneheads at work, as evidenced by the traffic on the highway this morning. Or lack thereof.
Ok I'll be fine. Really I will.
I'm also crabby, was up all night modifying my Myspace page to reflect my concert photography so I can grab me a few press passes for concerts. Last week's concert extravaganza reminded me how much I love it and how good I am at it.
Not that I ever expect to make a living at it, it's just a hobby, but one I really enjoy.
I have more hobbies then you can shake a stick at.
Just don't point the stick at me k? I'm a bitch and a half today.
Ok the HH.
Got email this morning. He didn't contact me because his grandfather in Ontario fell ill (lives in a nursing home and is ailing, has been for a while, he's told me about him before), and he left Saturday afternoon and got back last night, going back tonight to join his dad til tomorrow night (it's a holiday in Quebec tomorrow for those not in the know). I was not blown off on Saturday night. And in his defence, he is not accountable to me....he's accountable to himself and his family.
This does not erase what I found out though, and my trust issues in that respect!
Do men keep more than one option open at a time? Is this a common occurence? I date so little, yet I think I know men pretty well, and know how they think of things....would it make sense that a guy would be fishing in a few waters to see what he can catch? Or is this a bad thing. And by a few I mean only 2 waters...me and someone else. I have home ice advantage (to make a hockey analogy), but she has familiarity.
I get nothing. Understand nothing. And apparently am willing to accept more than most women - cuz I really do for the most part understand men and the way they work, because I tend to me more guy-like then chick-like. However, in this instance, I'm feeling very much like a chick.
Confusion reigns. Ain't it grand?