I might be being irrational but i'm scared. Last night at about 1:00am (while I was still passed out - about 2 hours before I woke up and got friendly with a neighbour) J came back to my apartment. He was (I've been told) a bit drunk and gleeful about scoring a goon bag (wine cask with the box removed - a look I detest) for $2.
Why would he be coming back to my flat the same night we had undertaken such a serious discussion? Why the goon? Actually the goon makes sense - I'm more worried about what he was planning with his extra "courage". Was he going to dump me? Did he want some make-up action? Why the heck was he here?!? I'm panicking. I don't have the nerves for this.
Thursday, March 13, 2008
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