July 22nd, 2002
Hey everyone! It's good to be back. Well, as always when I leave for a while it's a long one when I get back. I went to Vegas last Thursday. It was a wonderful trip, and a painful trip. Let's always start off with the good stuff first. I got to meet Symphony who is having her surgery next month. This girl is wonderful and I am very glad she's a part of my life. Her man is great and she made my whole trip worthwhile. I know that the surgery is going to change her life in such amazing ways. A whole new life awaits her. I can't wait to watch it. Now......the stuff that makes you grow. I ended my relationship with my father. Vegas has seemed to bring out all the ugliness in him that I haven't seen in quite some time. It's the reason I stopped talking to him years ago. He's a mean drunk. On Friday night after the show that Symphony took us too, I was going to drive my dad home. He was tired and had been drinking. Basically his ego or pride wouldn't let him give up the keys. I refused to get into the car because my comfort and life was more important that his anger. He started screaming at me in the middle of the parking garage at New York New York. He went on and on how I was being fucking unreasonable and I was ruining the whole trip, etc etc. I walked away and he chased after me 2x. I told him to give me the keys and we could go home but he wouldn't. There was no way I was getting into that car esp after watching him blow up. I'm not a child anymore and you can't drive me around drunk. You can't order me into the car. I called my man crying and he tried to calm me down and then told me to go find Symphony. I set out to find her but never did until the next morning. I got a room at the NYNY and crashed for the night. I guess when I got off the phone with my man he called my father pissed. Of course he thought my father should drive back out to the strip and find me and escort me to my friends and make sure I was okay. He wanted my father to do the noble thing. What he doesn't know is that I wanted to run from my father. When he's that pissed he starts swinging. I guess my father didn't like the fact that my man called him and told him what he thought of him and the situation. My dad hung up on him, and he called him back. Now, my father can be a very scary man. Not many people stand up to him. My man did, because me is protective of me and loves me. So the next day my father calls and starts to bitch me out. I tell him i'm coming back for my stuff. Symphony in all of her wonderfulness (dealing with my family drama on her b-day.......how faboo is she?!?!?) drives me out to my fathers and when we get there he's locked the door and left. We had to break into the house to get my stuff. WOOF! I was pissed. So we get my things and leave, and then go back to the strip to gamble a little bit before I came home on Saturday night. I'm leaving out things here and there but you get the jest of the trip. I have no time for anger and mean drunks. Looks like moving to Vegas has brought back my old father that I can't stand. Thank god Symphony was there, she was my saving grace. It felt good to get home. I missed the man so badly it hurt. He missed me too! :) I think we are more in love now than we were when I left. OH! He also got me a beautiful engagement ring, so now I have my finger leash and I couldn't be happier. My mom now adores my man because he stood up to my father on my behalf. I have a wonderful fiance! So yesterday I get a call on my cell for an interview. YEAH! I'm excited. To make a long story short I had 3 interviews and I should find out tomorrow. I really would like this position so i'm crossing my fingers. :) Now i'm just tired. We are trying to get the house ready for my b-day party on Aug 17th. It's nice to have a deadline, they inspire me! ;) Other than that, i'm getting on with my life and things as usual. Well i've rambled on long enough. I lost one pound while out in Vegas which brings me down to 212. Woohoo........Have a wonderful night all! :) Remember to love the ones you love with passion and wholeness. You never know what tomorrow brings. *later* :)
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