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A fat lady came into the shoe store...
Thursday, 17 March 2005 01:15...don't ask where I was going with that one. No idea.
Went to bed after 3 AM...stayed online to help cheer up my April.
Oh, the day...well, on the war front, Matilda wanted to try to reach out to Bob. However, he remains unapproachable, stubborn, and shuns her at every turn. So, she asked me to relay a message to him, in hopes that he'd listen to me. Basically, she wasn't angry, and she and David are ready to talk this out. Last night, she took all the girls out (Mom included) for some ice cream, a gesture of goodwill, if you will. Bob, in his chat with me on the way to work, thinks otherwise, thinks that was a ploy to try to "convert" Heather and Mom to her "side." Here's that "collaborating with the enemy" mentality again. He found it unusual that the event happened with a meeting to happen this weekend. So, his mind is dead-set and believes her action taking all the girls out for ice cream was a ploy. So, I relayed the message to him, and he shot it down. Apparently, there will be a meeting this weekend involving the adults. However, I work all weekend, so I won't get to sit in on it, but I hope the chat (if it occurs) finally gets the ball rolling. I want to be optimistic here, but I find myself taking a realistic approach...it doesn't look likely. Too much shit has happened, gone unspoken, and kept bottled and unaddressed for too long, that I think an impasse will happen--everyone is too adamant that they are right, and I fear an argument which'll drive Bob that much closer to getting out of here. Which also means that I will be that much closer to getting out of here. So there's that.
Work passed by agonizingly slow...it was dead. I put in my request for two weekends off in April: April 15-18, April 29-May 1. I took them to Scott, where he gave me an "I'll think about it." Well...think about it or not, I'm taking those weekends--the first weekend is my April's 21st birthday, and I'm going to be there. The second involves April and I spending a weekend in Boston to see the musical Phantom of the Opera. Plans have been made, Scott has been given plenty of notice. I'm taking them.
And then, I get home...and I get two of the three packages--Soul Calibur 2 and the full original London cast recording of Phantom...SQUEE! Now, all I need is the necklace. Oh, the necklace...grin.
Practiced some guitar, talked to April (I see her in 8 days, YAY!!!!!), did the VGV thing, and now I will relax some more before bed.
Oh, and Happy St. Patrick's Day to everyone. I'm part Irish, so, I guess, kiss me.
Nighty night, all.
Went to bed after 3 AM...stayed online to help cheer up my April.
Oh, the day...well, on the war front, Matilda wanted to try to reach out to Bob. However, he remains unapproachable, stubborn, and shuns her at every turn. So, she asked me to relay a message to him, in hopes that he'd listen to me. Basically, she wasn't angry, and she and David are ready to talk this out. Last night, she took all the girls out (Mom included) for some ice cream, a gesture of goodwill, if you will. Bob, in his chat with me on the way to work, thinks otherwise, thinks that was a ploy to try to "convert" Heather and Mom to her "side." Here's that "collaborating with the enemy" mentality again. He found it unusual that the event happened with a meeting to happen this weekend. So, his mind is dead-set and believes her action taking all the girls out for ice cream was a ploy. So, I relayed the message to him, and he shot it down. Apparently, there will be a meeting this weekend involving the adults. However, I work all weekend, so I won't get to sit in on it, but I hope the chat (if it occurs) finally gets the ball rolling. I want to be optimistic here, but I find myself taking a realistic approach...it doesn't look likely. Too much shit has happened, gone unspoken, and kept bottled and unaddressed for too long, that I think an impasse will happen--everyone is too adamant that they are right, and I fear an argument which'll drive Bob that much closer to getting out of here. Which also means that I will be that much closer to getting out of here. So there's that.
Work passed by agonizingly slow...it was dead. I put in my request for two weekends off in April: April 15-18, April 29-May 1. I took them to Scott, where he gave me an "I'll think about it." Well...think about it or not, I'm taking those weekends--the first weekend is my April's 21st birthday, and I'm going to be there. The second involves April and I spending a weekend in Boston to see the musical Phantom of the Opera. Plans have been made, Scott has been given plenty of notice. I'm taking them.
And then, I get home...and I get two of the three packages--Soul Calibur 2 and the full original London cast recording of Phantom...SQUEE! Now, all I need is the necklace. Oh, the necklace...grin.
Practiced some guitar, talked to April (I see her in 8 days, YAY!!!!!), did the VGV thing, and now I will relax some more before bed.
Oh, and Happy St. Patrick's Day to everyone. I'm part Irish, so, I guess, kiss me.
Nighty night, all.
