My weekend was pretty productive. I had lunch will all of my parents over the course of two days, did my laundry and homework on Sunday, and spent some quality time with George/Larissa/Riss/Teenie.
Friday I went to dinner with Mark. It was nice having some conversations about the universe and time. It was also nice to relax and just hang out although I know he got irritated with how many times I brought up Dan and Cory. I feel like sometimes I just can't help it! They pop into my head and then never leave, they insist on coming up the most random of ways, without any reason or explaination.
Saturday I slept in a little bit (it gets very exhausting working full time and then going to school every night of the week). I went into work for a few hours and then went to my dad's. I met his new dog, Scully. She is so cute! And Dad is just about the cutest guy ever evs playing with her. He gets such a kick out of her. She seems to be learning well. I like her because she doesn't jump up on your or bark. She's very nice. After that I went home and George stopped by so we could pick out the pictures we wanted to get developed from our trip to Cali. We bearned them onto a cd and dropped them off at Walgreens. We stopped at Boston Market and got dinner and then we went for a drive up to Red Rocks. It's always so nice being up there, I seem to fall into my meditative breathing almost automatically. Breathing Dan out, breathing myself in. We picked up our pictures shortly there after and as we were going through them, we noticed we was a missing one of the duplicates... some creep must have taken it. So weird. We swung by Winchels (sp) and got some donuts and then went back to my house and watched the Secrets of the YaYa Sisterhood. It was a "cute" movie.
Sunday was brutal. I got my Starbucks as usual but the massive amount of reading was unbearable. I won't ever wait to do my reading again. What a pain in the ass! I got all of my reading for Western Civ and Astronomy done but English is still outstanding... Laundry took two seconds because I left all of my clothes in the drier. I was reading right up until I went bed, with a few breaks in between. The first break was for lunch with my Mom and Stepdad. We went to this place near my house called Old School Burgers, it was good. The next break I took was to watch my shows I had recorded from earlier in the week. I had three total: Inuyasha, Ghost Hunters, and the Universe. All very good, all breathed new life into me and I was revived to finish my reading.
No perfect weekend can go without interruption and I should have known that after a few weeks of calm seas, some storm would roll in and put me to the test. He text messaged me a few times this weekend. And honestly, all I can say is I don't care. I know nothing will come of it because he doesn't want me. He may waver because he's lonely but I mean nothing to him. So I'm not going up my Hope Ladder for him. I can't stand it when he forces me back down to the ground. So all I can do is be nice and civil and not make anything he says have any worth or weight or value what so ever. There's just no point in setting myself up. That being said... it is hard to resist this. I am so in love with his eyes...
