Well, I think that things with Stone have about run their course. As it turns out, Stone is a very appropriate name for the guy. I feel as though I have become his counselor with payment in the form of dinners at decent restaurants. He is not verbally or physically demonstrative about his feeling for me and I feel rejected. I know all about his troubles at work and the crazy person he dated before me, but nothing at all of his feelings for me. I suppose my expectations are somewhat unfair considering the fact that I want to leave. In then end though, I am sick of making excuses to myself about chicken shit guys who don’t hold up their end of a relationship.

I want to understand his purpose in my life and perhaps, on some level, I do. I have come to understand that I have just as much right to give up on someone who isn’t meeting my needs as these guys do.

The next week or two should be pretty okay. This week is short as I get Friday off. Next week, I am going to a conference in the eastern part of the state with a newlywed from the main office. I heard she has a habit of talking about her husband non-stop. I hope she does not do this or I will have to pretend that I am crushing her head between my fingers. Anyway, the conference will get me out of the office for three days. I think I will spend some time on Friday getting ready for the conference and applying for more drug rep jobs, though that seems about as likely as hitting the power ball right now.

Well, I guess I should at least start doing something like work before lunch.

Love to all.