I ain't waiting.

He's on my last nerve. Basically, I don't like writing about bad stuff here. I like being in a generally decent mood, and accentuating the positive is like my mantra or something. But things aren't looking good. It isnt the first, second, or third time he's acted up this way. I'm losing count. He is wrong, he hasn't apologized. And in spite of his wrongness, I'm not alienating him. I'm not pointing fingers, yelling, sulking or storming around. I'm not inflaming the situation by being a bitch. Rather I'm talking, calling, being nice to him. And he's still acting all sullen, like a bitch. A bitch with cramps. So it's like this. I'm not gonna camp out and beg this nigga to act right towards me. I understand he may feel stuck in the middle, but he's gotta grab hold of his balls, man-up, or get the hell on. He has until Monday to make this shit right, or I'm ghost. Point blank. Aside from my issues with Baby, I'm actually having a good day. Something about coming to bottom-line realizations lends a peace all in itself. I feel content, despite the fact that the pain is so thick I can taste it. Speaking of taste, I didn't get any soy sauce yesterday. Blandest chinese food ever. EVER! I hope y'all are happy now, LMAO. Anyway, for those keeping up, I won't be blogging about the Journey until it's good and over. I will say this though. The road looks long as shit... folks have been waiting a long time to antagonize me without consequence or reprisal. But I know where my love is at, and my momma didn't raise no punk biatch. So I can do this. Y'all will hear about it when it's over, which will be soon I hope. Well I think thats a sufficient update for the weekend. I'mma go blog-stalk some of you now. Take it easy and be safe the rest of the weekend. And the Queen has left the blog.