Gifts

Last coupla days haven't been the best. I've barely spoke to kelli at all until today. Two text message conversations. I know it's wonderful. She told me yesterday that the reason she hasn't been talking to me is to " distance" herself from me. Thanks for the heads up though she didn't see the need to include an explanation. Best part, she still comments me online with cutsie things and even sends me a picture of her final art assignment. probally cause I'm the only friend who wouldnt brush her off with a it looks good. Something is gonna give soon. I knew her last exam was this morning so I sent her a good luck text she responded afterward. Tell me about her get drunk plans etc etc. If I'm lucky she'll call me tonight thanks to the liberating effect of alcohol. Normal BS which will conclude with a she wishes she liked me load to swallow. Which means I'll be happy and sad at the same time.

The worst part of the whole text thing was it took place while I was at the doctors office with my mom. I hate going there. I get a practically irresistible urge to start knocking heads together. Sitting in the lobby stressed over my mom was not an ideal place to " talk" to kelli about her feelings towards me. I need to move out soon. The walls of my sanity are being breached little by little each day as home life wears me down. I don't feel relaxed or anything. I just look forward to my next chance to get away. That's the best thing about work, It allows me to sleep through most of the normal interaction time. Did the math though. I cant move out without a series financial influx, which I don't see as likely. It's gonna be a while.

Work xmas party is looming up soon. I'm taking my old HS flame. Maybe something will get started there. Something besides kelli. Alcohol, the night off, anything can happen. After that, Christmas dinner and gifts with a couple close friends. Then the family bullshit will begin. I went present shopping. Kelli, I've known for months. Juno hamburger phone. I'll get something dumb back from her. I'm probably gonna get her something else too just to make sure she feels special. Why do I set myself up like this? Another friend is getting two books, A real present in my opinion. One on astrology ( she loves it anyway) and one that's a cultural commentary, Hilarious. I've read it before.

I have two other main friends to shop for. One is getting office memorabilia, not really sure what yet. It's our favorite show. The other is getting a medium playboy tote bag. Me, her and two other friends were the girls next door and Hugh. kinda. I never fucked them. Me and her aren't as close as we use to be. When I went to check out the sales girl tried to up sell me to a bigger one. I made a joke I always do. I said reasonable gift at a reasonable price. As in I wasn't spending 30 to 40 dollars on something for her. The sales clerk was like there's a contest yadda yadda yadda. She admitted I probably didn't care. Didn't know her etc. I told her joking we don hang out. she then offered too. If I'd change just a little I probably could find a perfectly adequate girl. Multiple clerks and their types have said similar things trying to meet outside of normal cashier cashee terms. I normally avoid the stores afterward. Maybe soon I'll find a girl and give up the one that I'm waiting for.

Tune in soon for:

The promised office Christmas party, debauchery at it's finest

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