•Friday•Stay away from Staten Island. At least when it's cold and snowing. Staten Island or Riker's Island? I went out with Ariel yesterday after work. She did warn me and said I didn't have to go. I wanted to. going out wasn't bad. We talked all the way and watched the last bif of snow fall. It fell heavily most of the day but had eased and stopped by the time we were on Staten Island. The bus ride wasn't bad. Our mission was to go to the mall.
Had something to eat at Applebees and oogled a bit over the waiter (at least I did) and an Eminem lookalike. The mall itself wasn't bad. It was just hell when we left. I was in no way prepared to be stuck in the cold for too long. The bus from the mall took forever. But still that didn't prepare me for the wait we had for another bus. The one to take me back into the city. And we actually waited in vain. The bus was never coming. In the end I had to walk with Ariel to her place and her Uncle was nice enough to drop me (and wait) where I needed to get the only buses going back into the city. Manhattan never looked so good to me. I bitch and moan but I did have fun with Ariel. And when the feeling came back to my toes I looked back and smiled at the whole thing. No. Really.
I emailed Gary last night before bed. Early in the week we made plans to get together on Sunday. He wanted to see if we could do something today but my schedule was up in the air. I have stuff to finish up for Eric. I haven't seen Gary in almost a week. Wednesday night he got online and we talked for a bit before he mentioned his sister and her kids want to go skiing on Sunday. It bothered me. Probably more than it should. I just feel he may not have room or time in his life and schedule for me. I told him that in the email.
Ross should be happy. It's as if Gary's that karmic bite in the ass. I didn't make enough time for Ross and now Gary can't seem to make enough time for me? I'm not sure what he wants though and I'm not sure he knows either. I'm not sure he would notice if we're not seeing each other anymore. I don't know. I'm tired.
Slightly less-broke Angel Boi is fading. My powers are going and I'll be back to my old self pretty soon. No more 'not so inexpensive' disguise. It sucks. My defenses took a hit with the Gary ski trip thing as well. My eyes quickly turned green as I asked myself if I'll ever be able to afford to do something like that. It wouldn't be as bad if everyone I know is almost as broke as I am. But they're not. Everyone I know has a hell of a lot more money than I do. And it's not that I need to live a certain life, buy certain things, eat at certain places. I'm just tired of having to 'get by'. I'm rambling
