Quiet And I Like It

Still no Jas. Apparently he’s still in Yemen hunting bears with aliens. His phone is still going straight to voicemail. I tell myself if he was…dead…again…it would be disconnected. There is still hope. Although Dorothy thinks that he never really came and was just a ghost trying to ease my guilt. Well, at least I didn’t have to pucker up with Whoopi Goldberg to kiss him. He could’ve been a ghost because he seemed like an angel. **sigh** Only I have the luck of having someone die on me twice in two months. Seriously! Who does that happen to?! The good news though is that none of the others are calling either. And I like it.

Head to the bar. Hang with Freak Mama, FB and Asia. Crazy James and Tiny come. I beat Tiny’s ass in darts. He’s borderline normal tonight. I see a catch a couple glimpses of the “human tiny” I saw the night at the casino and I like it. But then his boys come in and it’s back to trying to be a bad ass. I focus my attention on Sassy, Freak Mama, Baby Girl, Big Daddy and FB. Freak Mama has a mini-meltdown and Sassy and I have to run reconnaissance. After I go home I think about what she told us and spend the rest of the night tossing and turning. I’m worried about her.