Monday, May 6, 1996

I have lots of stuff to update on.

We went to his parents’ house yesterday and it was dead quiet there due to everyone hibernating indoors due to the heat. Tom helped fix their sink handles and the pachinko (spelling?) machine I was playing with.

We had a funny argument over Tom’s shirt color which was definitely gray. He kept insisting it was green, but even his mother agreed that it was surely gray.

Robin was right. She told me last Friday night, I believe, that next door would be quiet all weekend and they were. All I heard was that short chat they had on Saturday and the kid screaming for a couple of minutes on Sunday. There have been no music or ball games since the Sunday before last. That old white guy was there today, but it seemed like he was only there for a few minutes.

My mind was racing like hell last night and I tried to get myself to write while my thoughts were fresh in my mind, but I was too hyped up and a bit sad and angry. What else is new, huh?

I wasn’t joking when I said what I said at the beginning of this journal and yes, I know it’s the right thing and the best thing for me to never have a child, but the whole point of Tom’s lying still gets to me here and there. Not as much as it used to, but sometimes it does. You gotta take the good with the bad, though, and if your lover doesn’t hurt you physically, they hurt you emotionally. That’s just how it is. Still, I love him to death and we have so many good times. We’re still having sex more often, so that’s cool. At least I got that much and I haven’t felt sexually deprived for quite a while.

Later…

Yesterday I talked with both Larry and Tammy at once. We called Larry at work and he connected us. That was really cool and it was the first time the 3 of us talked since I was 19 in 1985 at Nana’s funeral.

We’re going to be doing something special for Mom for Mother’s Day and her birthday. Tammy’s having a ring made up with all of our birthstones. Larry’s is a garnet for January, Tammy’s is peridot for August and mine’s turquoise. It’s gonna cost $160 and we’ll split it 3 ways.

Also, I’ve drawn a simple, yet pretty floral border around a piece of plain white paper and signed it. Next, I’ll be sending it to Larry to sign and then he’ll send it to Tammy to sign and Dad will bring the ring and the paper we all signed down to her. Ma will love it and she’ll probably be way more emotional about us all signing the same paper as I was when I got Anna and Harry’s letter.

Dad’s leaving Florida tomorrow and in two days he’ll be in MA. Then he’ll be at Tammy’s on the 19th, then he’ll leave on the 21st and return to Florida on the 22nd.

Later…

Cool. I just saw a movie filmed in Phoenix and the neat thing about it is that I used to see movies as I was growing up with cactuses and palm trees in them and wonder if I’d ever see that in person. Now, it’s all so much more real and familiar to me since I live here. A few months ago we saw movie lights at the central library and I saw another movie filmed in Phoenix and there was a quick part at the library, so that must’ve been what it was all about.

Andy’s old roommate Diana has been having disputes at work. They weren’t friends after she moved out, then they were and now they aren’t. Andy says it’s over some stupid thing that has nothing to do with her. Yeah, I believe it. And the manager is good friends with Diana, so Andy says the manager will always take her side. Poor Andy. He’s like I used to be and like I’d probably still be today if I were working for as long as he has. He’s always got a problem with someone. In the past, he used to love conflict and to make trouble and he’s the first to admit that. Now, trouble comes to him no matter how much he tries to avoid it.

He left me a message last night at around this time saying something about quitting, but that he and she had a meeting with the manager and that he hoped to resolve it. I hope so too, cuz the last thing he needs is to be out of a job unless he can find something else that suits him right away.

Next door must’ve just gotten home. I love how they’re not there during the weekdays and oh how I hope they stay as good as they have been for the last 8 days. I hope that if they’ve got to freak out here and there, that’s it’s a rare occasion and not for too long at a time. I hope they don’t make up for how quiet they were last weekend during this next weekend.

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