With the light of day

Ok, things are better this morning.

Had a wee bit of an attack. Didn't last. I actually fell asleep writing, and immediately hit the bed a goner.

There was a bit of tension last night, and I don't do well with it. TH and CL just won't stand down to each other, and if C is drunk, he will push it, and T doesn't like to be pushed.

Then, I went to the bathroom and TH was leaving, and I guess he got upset that I didn't say goodbye before going in to relieve, because he opened the door on me, and left.

Then walking out with CL, he repeated that he was coming to my lab show tonight even though I didn't come to his because that is what friends do for each other.

I told him earlier, before he was ripped, that in my heart I would have loved to have come, and that his progress at the theatre is a personal point of pride for me. He said he understood, but then as we are leaving, he has to play the guilt card again. I almost told him not to come tonight.

In stead, I told him his job was easier to get out of. Turns out, I was wrong. I thought he still had the catering job, but he then said he has been at this new job for six months now. He made sure to point out that I don't ask him about him.

Again with the it's all about me shit. Now a third person fucking telling me that.

Fuck all of you! Kiss my ass!

You want my attention, then fucking interest me!

Ok, this is sounding a bit angry. Seriously, I'm doing well today. really. i mean it. really.