Yesterday sort of sucked. A lot.
First, Walter and I got into a HUGE argument at work. Like really big.
It all started with me being upset about him wanting to live with his grandparents when we move to Oklahoma while I live in an apartment on my own.
Anyway, it went from there, and before I knew it, he had said something (I'll be honest, I don't remember what) that made me mad enough that I punched him in the face.
Lucky for Walter that not only did I hit him with my left hand, but I can't really punch all that well anyway, right or left hand.
I feel terrible. I should never punch someone! Let alone Walter...
A lot of hurtful things were said. I said I hated him, he said I was a stupid selfish bitch, I said he wasn't that great, he said I was stupid.
I know what I said I didn't mean, but I'm not sure he didn't mean what he said. Which hurts, but what can you do? If you're stupid, you're stupid.
We didn't really come to any resolution other than we both loved eachother and wanted to be together.
So it did work out.
THEN, Bob (CEO of Lucky Dogs) called to let me know that as of January 3rd, Lucky Dogs will be closed and I will not have a job.
That's kind of sucky, but only in that I wasn't quite ready to quit...and that I wanted to join the gym at the first of the year, which I can't now because I'll be out of a job.
I'll guilt trip my parents.
Bob told me he'd write both Walter and me a letter of recomendation. Which is good, because Bob isn't just some old guy. He's an old guy with lots of money who at some point was a semi-powerful man.
And of course, my parents went to the U2 concert (to which I didn't get to go) and they didn't buy me a shirt! I'm kind of pissed off. They better not bought Evan one...I'll freak out.
So, yeah, I'm at work. I need to go work...I guess.