Thursday, March 02, 2006
Loser of the year award....
Hard times. Really really hard times.
Last night I tried something new with the Wizard. Well, it's not working.
It's 4:22 am and like Hyde, I am on Uneasy (yes, queasy) Street.
It all started last week. The Wizard had stayed over the night before my trip. Because he's now in Queens, he comes and visits me in Manhattan for the night. I had a pressurized day with much to do the next day in preparation for my trip: I needed to have a difficult confrontation with ProfSex to request less work, I needed to pack, and to get laundry done etc. He stayed over nonetheless. The next morning he was in "hang-out mode." I needed to go and I wanted him out of my house so I could begin everything. I thought that I had made myself clar about that but he insisted that I stay with him and I felt (gulp) once again guilty.
He was actually really sweet and said "What can I do for you, to help you for your trip?" I was leaving to Phoenix for my brother's fiancee's wedding shower. He offered to get me coffee. But then there was a long delay, when we stayed in bed at his insistence and against my will.
He finally went down to get me coffee while I began to get ready, pulling out a suitcase and piling it with a few outfits. For some reason, his coffee errand ended up taking 25 minutes--very unusual since there are about 15 coffee places right outside my door. He came back in a huff, and said "Now I can't go back to Queens and come back for my appointment. He was clearly pissed. Well, by the time he left, he didn't even hug me goodbye for my trip or even mention "have a good trip" to me. I couldn't believe it. But of course I ended up taking responsibility for the event: I wrote a text that said "I know you are mad at me and I'm sad about that. I deeply apologize..."
to be continued
Last night I tried something new with the Wizard. Well, it's not working.
It's 4:22 am and like Hyde, I am on Uneasy (yes, queasy) Street.
It all started last week. The Wizard had stayed over the night before my trip. Because he's now in Queens, he comes and visits me in Manhattan for the night. I had a pressurized day with much to do the next day in preparation for my trip: I needed to have a difficult confrontation with ProfSex to request less work, I needed to pack, and to get laundry done etc. He stayed over nonetheless. The next morning he was in "hang-out mode." I needed to go and I wanted him out of my house so I could begin everything. I thought that I had made myself clar about that but he insisted that I stay with him and I felt (gulp) once again guilty.
He was actually really sweet and said "What can I do for you, to help you for your trip?" I was leaving to Phoenix for my brother's fiancee's wedding shower. He offered to get me coffee. But then there was a long delay, when we stayed in bed at his insistence and against my will.
He finally went down to get me coffee while I began to get ready, pulling out a suitcase and piling it with a few outfits. For some reason, his coffee errand ended up taking 25 minutes--very unusual since there are about 15 coffee places right outside my door. He came back in a huff, and said "Now I can't go back to Queens and come back for my appointment. He was clearly pissed. Well, by the time he left, he didn't even hug me goodbye for my trip or even mention "have a good trip" to me. I couldn't believe it. But of course I ended up taking responsibility for the event: I wrote a text that said "I know you are mad at me and I'm sad about that. I deeply apologize..."
to be continued
# posted by Jessica @ 2.3.06 
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