Update of the Valentine's Day fiasco with RS. Monday night, after unloading his problems on me, he asks me what's wrong.
"You had a bad day. We can deal with it tomorrow." I said.
"What's wrong?"
"I'm still upset over Saturday. I'm hurt."
"Is that REALLY what your upset about?"
"Yes. You had a bad day. Deal with it tomorrow."
"Are you really upset about that?"
"Yes. Go to sleep. Deal with it tomorrow."
He didn't call yesterday. I know I'm probably making a big deal about it, but he knew I always feel like crap on that day and should have at LEAST left a message on my phone. Roomie says he should go. I say he's skating on thin ice.
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