It Doesn't Matter

Abbi was done with work relatively quickly at work on Wednesday. I had dinner with my family, and about an hour later I settled down with popcorn to watch The Avengers: Earths Mightiest Heroes. Supernatural is on standby until Abbi and I get together. Because she's caught up to me now and we have to watch it together. No exceptions. Well ... bloopers. Watching the bloopers that come up on my Tumblr dashboard are rather quite amusing. I finally watched the episode that belonged to the blooper in which Sam had just gotten back from a morning jog and Jared was stretching and being absolutely ridiculous. But somehow, through all of Jared's goofing around, Jensen stayed in character.

About halfway through the episode, Daysie started barking, so I found Abbi, we finished up the popcorn and the episode, I grabbed my last frozen rabbit, and we left. I looked up directions real fast to her dad's house and we set off.

Now I know how to connect my maps between my house and her dad's house. It's a lot easier than I thought. I know a bajillion different ways there, now, I would say. It's not even that far away.

Abbi's mom didn't know that I was coming with her to her dad's house. When Abbi left for work and told her mom where she would be, her mom questioned her integrity. Okay, so maybe Abbi did lie about our relationship, but why would she lie about something that can be physically proven? Why would she lie about going to her dad's house? She just left out part of the truth. I was coming with.

Austin and his friend possibly-maybe-not-so-much-friend were there and let us in when Abbi and I showed up. We found a place for Mutt Rex (it was Mutt Rex, if I'm not mistaken) in the freezer, and Abbi and I pretty much settled down to watch Supernatural on their TV. It's a big TV, okay?

We did a lot of snuggling. Austin was up in his room (ka'noodling or something, he said) with his friend, and he asked if Abbi and I were going to do the same thing before he left to his room. Fuck yeah. I mean, I've kind of just been wrapping my body around hers. I dunno why. I just do it.

Abbi and I had gotten food (pretzels!) when her dad and Amy came home, so we weren't cuddling much. I don't really know if he knows, and it seems like he'd be the cool parent about it, but at the same time ... I don't want to be pushed away by both sides of the family. Looked down upon because of our choices. I don't want anything more to happen to Abbi. For her to deal with. She doesn't need any more bullshit in her life.

He didn't last long downstairs. Amy went up to bed really quickly. Said hello and goodbye pretty much with one sentence. I don't remember when Abbi's dad went upstairs, too, but eventually Abbi and I were back alone to watch our shows. We also watched an episode of Flashpoint off of the DVDs I brought with me. I gave them to Abbi before she left my house on Tuesday, but she forgot them so I brought them along with. Since, according to her mom, we aren't allowed to see each other much anymore, I figured I'd give her something to do. Me and TV shows are well acquainted enough. It doesn't take much for me to settle down with a new show. We also watched another episode of Criminal Minds. The quality on it, unfortunately, sucked.

I don't remember at what time, but eventually we went up to Abbi's room, snuggled up on the bed, and didn't go to bed. We talked until, like, eight in the morning. I do believe the last thing we talked about was to make lynx dutches, and I forced myself to bed. Slept until noon or something. We had a conversation and Abbi threatened me with leaving or something. I don't remember. Leaving the bed. Not me. Although I think that was said. Jokingly. But she went to pee and I snuggled down, and soon after she was back I was gone again. Even if only for an hour.

We watched more Supernatural throughout Thursday. Abbi's dad and Amy came into the room and watched an episode with us. The episode only seemed more goofy with them in the same room. And Abbi and I barely cuddled. Kind of did little touches. Guess she doesn't exactly put us out there yet, either.

I mean ... I want to be safe first. I dunno. I just don't feel safe.

Abbi's dad pretty much cooked the rabbit. Not me like was planned. But ohmydear he cooked it so yummy. Barbecue rabbit on the grill. It's delicious.

Soon after we finished, we stuffed the back legs and one of the front legs of the rabbit into a travel container and we were off to Abbi's grandparents'. Um. Well. Katie's. We picked her up and then we were at Abbi's grandparents'.

I've suddenly no desire to write this.

Well, we got to stay in the camper. Which was cool. We watched an episode of Supernatural, goofed around. Katie fell asleep while we were listening to one of Cry reads. I love Cry. I forgot how much I loved Cry's voice. Then, Abbi and I watched more Supernatural.

We had a munchie run in there. I ended up finding wintogreen Tic-Tacs and bought two containers of them. They're so hard to find now.

Abbi and I were goofing around enough so that I curled up in the sleeping bag we were sharing and wouldn't let her touch me. Her and Katie went in for Katie to go the bathroom and I "hid" on one of the beds behind the curtains built into the camper and curled up with only my face out of the sleeping bag.

Abbi and I didn't fall asleep until, like, three. And then Katie woke us up at, like, ten. I was being angry. Ha. What's new?

Really, though. I was tired, wanted to sleep more, and I didn't want to be woken up. I don't like being woken up. I am not a person that acts kind when I'm woken up. Especially before noon, as poor as that makes my character sound. It's true.

Abbi's grandpa made us breakfast, gave us Diamond's old cage for the Dutch we're gonna get Abbi (though I guess that's not why he gave it to us), and soon we were on our way to drop off Katie and her house and for Abbi and I to find our way back to Dexter. Abbi hardly had a problem. Without my help.

We did go walking in the "woods" behind the subdivision or residential or whatever the fuck it's called where they live Thursday night. It was cool back there. Very littered.

Abbi dropped me off at my house. She snuggled with Laissez for a while. Then she had to leave. We were both kind of afraid her mom would catch her at my house. I mean, her mom is my mail lady after all.

I didn't do much with my time. I did a load of laundry. Ish. I took care of the rabbits. Set up the three-hole cage for tomorrow. I started watching an episode of Avengers, but I didn't get all the way through when I had to leave for work.

It was fun for the first hour and a half. I wore my jogging shorts because my first and only load was my jeans, so I didn't have my work pants. I brought my pay stub from last week because I was short $40 due to an advance I didn't ask for. So Ralph gave me $40 cash back. I also asked for next Saturday off because of Eric's birthday party, and Ralph gave me it off, but I came home to find out that my family might not even be going. Probably won't be going. I feel like I cheated at work.

I shouldn't feel bad. The place fucks me over as much as I don't fuck Ralph over. They have Kayla. I'm obsolete with her around. Until she's off for the baby. I don't get why they pitch such a fit.

Most of work I was chanting something in my head to prevent myself from losing it. I don't know why, but everything made me so angry. Somehow the attack of the 52 or 54 mini pizzas all coming out of the oven at the same time didn't make me angry. But Fridays always make me angry. More so than any other day. And most of the time Abbi was in the back room rolling bread sticks. When it started. I think the trigger to it all was Wes talking to Abbi in a condescending manner because we were talking. I really wish I remember what I kept telling myself over and over again to keep from losing it. Something along the lines of it doesn't matter. Because I couldn't let it get to me. Those words flew around so fast in my head, I forced myself to push every other thought out. It worked, more or less.

I don't care about saying anything else about work. Screw it.

Even though I think, even though I talked to Nate and asked if he was not my friend, and then I didn't immediately list him on the list of people from Classic I would invite to a pool party and he took so much offense. Maybe it was fake offense.

Yeah, so, Wes finally let me go about quarter after ten. It got busy. I mean, Wes and I were able to handle everything, but it pissed us off. I was so drained and tired, it wasn't even funny.

But, instead of going home, I drove around to find the part of Lima Center that has a bajillion curves and the little bridge on the curve. Took McKinney to get there, for some reason. It's between Scio Church and Jerusalem, by the way. That part of Lima Center. And you don't even have to play Find Lima Center between Scio Church and Jackson!

When I got home, everyone was still awake and I was confused until they told me it was Friday. Oh. I forgot, somehow. I dunno. Tuesday is my Friday.

And I still need to take a shower. Bad. I feel so gross it's not even funny.

SONG OF THE DAY: Warmness of the Soul ~ Avenged Sevenfold