My Days.....page 9

April 24, 1999  9:34pm CDST

I got home tonight about 7:15 and was welcomed by a phone call from a friend that I haven't talked to in a while.  I said hello and asked him how he had been, this is how he answered.  I am tired of being used by everyone.  And I am tired of you and all your boys and girls and their freakin' dreams.  I wish you would just stop your rich kid games." Then he hung up.  So, after pondering what he meant my "my rich kid games,"  I decided that something was definitly wrong with this picture.  So, after I tried to call Jon back, and got no answer, I talked friend  into letting me take his jag and I left at around 8:45 with a bag full of clothes and a laptop.  I just came through Nashville and am getting close to Jackson, memphis-bound.  I'm really worried about that phone call, Jon didn't sound stable at all, and he has never acted like that toward me, so I'm going to find out what is going on.  Right now, I am sitting on the hood of the car on the side of interstate 40 west, a little over 3 hours from Memphis.  The night is beautiful with just a little wind.  I guess I should keep going, I will, Umm, there is really a highway patrol car pulling up behind me, ACK!  later.

April 25, 1999  1:21am CDST

Well, you can't come to Memphis without staying at the Peabody, so that is of course where I am.  I got here about 15 minutes ago.  the traffic is totally INSAINE downtown, even at this time.  And I hope that guy who valet parked my car works for the hotel, *grin*  I'm gonna go see Jon in the morning, but I might as well go out and find something to do tonight.  For now though, I am starving, so I am headed down to the Autumn Street Cafe for food  (hopefully it's still open) Goodnight.

April 25, 1999  8:15am CDST

I just talked to Jon, I called him at home but his mom said he was at work, and he works, well, lets just say REALLY close, so I called him there, Im going to see him now and I think he is going to take off a couple of hours so we can talk.  He apoligized for last night, I guess he was just having a bad day or something, but  I am really glad that I came up here.

April 25, 1999  11:02am CDST

We just finished lunch and are having coffee at C.K's.  This is one of my favorite cities.  It reminds me a lot of New Orleans, though when I said that to Jon he was apauled.  Oh well, I just wanted to touch base, at least I'm not the only one sitting at a table with a laptop, there are like 3 other people like that sitting all around.  I'm leaving here at around 1 and will be heading back to school.  Later.

April 28, 1999  1:48am CDST

Drama. The world is totally packed with drama, no matter where you turn.  No matter what city you are in, somebody is plotting against someone.  Its a never ending cycle I tell ya.  Anyway.  I had a great day today I suppose.  I just got off the phone with a friend from Atlanta, and I'm really excited about the move now. (At least until tomorrow, grin) In the morning, I am tasked with explaining to a close friend, that that is all we can ever be.  We have gotten really close over the past few weeks, and I guess I have let myself get carried away with my affection sometimes, like I always do.  I almost feel like I've been leading her on, but that is not what I meant to do.  Tomorrow, I am going to explain to her how much I really do care about her, even though it is just as a close friend.  I hope she takes that well.  *sigh*  goodnight.

April 30, 1999  1:11am CDST

Drama.    This one begins the same way because nothing ever changes.  No matter what I do or say, the drama just gets deeper.  I feel like I'm lost in Days of Our Lives and for anyone that watches that you know how much drama it intails.  I told her by the way, explained it in detail more than once, but it didnt seem to help.  I am afraid that I am going to end up having to hurt her to make her understand.  Maybe I should just buy her a copy of  Object of My Affection. Again though, I survive.  That has become something that I say pretty often, I guess I have to keep reminding myself of it.  Goodnight.

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