Don't expect any updates (at least as far as my relationships go) for a while here. I'd try to explain, but I think I'm in deep enough already. I uhm... I'm currently reading 'Dragons of a Vanished Moon' (Dragonlance : War of the Souls, part III) and am thoroughly enjoying it. Monday night I finished part 2, and tuesday night I started part 3, and by thursday morning I am half way through with part 3. That's not bad for me cause the book is 600 pages and I don't really read that fast. Hopefully, I'll be able to read more Sunday when I go back to work. The last time I talked to Eric, he said he had read parts 1 and 2, but couldn't bring himself to read part 3. Well, man, I'm telling you now, if you read this ... read part 3, damn it! You won't be disappointed. Well... not in the first half anyway. I dunno about the second half.... but knowing weis & hickman... well u know. And uhm... well... not much else I can talk about really. I know you're disappointed, but I'll try to do better next time. ...Ciao.

Well, folks, it's been a while since I've posted here. I haven't really had much time lately to add anything. Me and Melissa are still going out, so that's good. Lately though, she's been getting mad at me over nothing really, and it's kinda taking it's toll on me. I mean, I try to see her almost everyday and I stay with her at least to her 1am curfew even when I have to be up at 4:30 or 5am so I can get to work at 6. I feel like I'm going far beyond what most guys would do just to spend that much extra time with their girlfriend. Yet, I'll go 2 days with no more than 8 hours sleep (excluding a 30min nap here and there while I'm at work), then spend time with her yet again the next night and she gets mad at me because I can't hold my eyes open. It just makes me really sad cause I've always been one of those people who just gets really sad when someone else is mad at them. Ya know, I was one of those kids that never had to be whipped because all my mom had to do was yell at me real loud and i'd start crying. At least then I knew what I had done wrong, ya know? Take Sunday, for example, Melissa wanted me to come over to her house and watch the Simpsons season finale with her, so I went over to her house straight from work. When I got there she was working on some arts & crafts stuff with her friend Katie for the day-care they work at. So we sat there and they worked on that, and I watched the simpsons and hung out with them for an hour (actually, it was two episodes of the simpsons) and then, when the Simpsons was over they decided to take a break and eat. That's ok with me, so we didn't exactly spend time together quite like i had hoped, but that was ok. Then, Katie wanted to watch the Bachelor and Melissa was like 'ok' ...so I stayed with them and watched the bachelor for an HOUR! An excruciating headache-pounding hour of this idiotic unrealistic 'reality' tv show. Then I found out it was a TWO HOUR show. I HAD to leave. I just couldn't take it anymore. Don't get me started on why I can't stand reality TV shows; that's a rant that I'll save for later. The point is, It's not like I left her alone. She was with her best friend Katie. ...and still she got mad at me for leaving. After that I met up with Justin over at Brian's and hung out with them for a little while (ya know, since I hadn't seen any of my friends in like three days), until Melissa called me back, and I went back over to her house. I was really glad she called me back... and that I did get to spend some 1-on-1 time with her afterall... but I still can't figure out why she had to get mad at me in the first place. I'm not mad about it, mind you. Just a little sad.... sad that i'm trying my best and that's still not good enough. So why am I reluctant to say anything other than "i'm sorry, it's my fault, I'm an idiot, and I'll do better next time"? *sigh* ..I just really want this to work.