Hi, you faithful readers! It´s been a helluva week these past few days, and it´s about to get even more… helluva-ish?
I´ll start with monday (really?): Monday was kinda good to start with. Up at eleven, paint some boards, drag around, sit down, stand up… you get the deal-io. The hellish event of monday came in the evening, after dinner. We, including three other households, have recently moved to the area and therefore started a “council”, union you might call it, to help each other out with different jurisdictional issues around land property, road quality, etc., etc., but ALSO a more irritating matter: our neighbor from hell, the one who sold the properties to us. So described, we had invited him to one of our meetings to discuss some issues with him. I wasn´t there, but it ended with my mom furiously walking out, my neighbor’s wife doing dito, and the evening spoiled.
Tuesday: Tuesday I was really on the go. I went up at nine, mowed the lawn, took a shower and called my friend, namely “Mina” (read the previous post). The week before I had told her about how I felt, and she was like “oh my, why didn´t I see the signs”. Anyway, I asked her if she wanted to go take a spin in the city, check it out a bit. She was positive at the start, but then she asked if we could bring a friend. I said OK, let´s do so. The friend didn´t pick up, so I told her, and asked if she still wanted to go. “Nah” she said in a sleepish voice. A while after that, we started texting:
Me: I´m gonna have to talk to you about this, sooner or later.
She: Wha-a?
Me: Ah, for crying out loud… You know damn well what I´m talking about.
She: No…
Me: Fine…
She: There´s nothing to talk about. You like me, nothing´s gonna happen. End of story.
Me: Is that why you want to bring another person with us, because you don´t want to be left alone with someone who discusses feelings?
She: Yep.
Me: Well, good luck with that. Don´t count me in though…
She: Why´re you so angry with me?
Me: I don´t know. I´m just so f***ing sick of this now. To sit and stroke your hand, but knowing down inside that “this is the end of the line”.
She: OK, but you don´t have to be angry with me because of that.
Me: No, of course not. I should be blaming myself for not realising the truth.
Wednesday (today): Today I woke up and thought “damnit, get up and get going, the train to reality is about to leave”. I called another girl, who had just come home from a trip. She and I had had a little spark, but I was afraid to commit myself. I knew at that moment as I woke up that she was on that train and had been there for quite some time. I asked her if she wanted to do something, hang out or whatever (so that I could make a move). She told me, qoute: “I can´t do anything today, I´m set to meet John[...] a guy that I´ve been dating, hopefully my boyfriend soon 
“. A smiley. A SMILEY! WTF?!
Thursday (tomorrow): Our most disliked relative and his family is coming to visit. It´s my dad’s brother, and he can´t ditch him. He snores, he´s so lazy he can´t do anything else but eat bananas on his own, and he stayed for two weeks last time. Mom wants him out by Friday. Good luck with that…
FluFF ThorrenT, signing off.
