Brad will be here this weekend. Grrr...Dropped me an email yesterday to remind me. I don't remember discussing this. I don't remember saying, "Yeah, it'd be great to see you." I'd have to be drunk and high on qualudes to say such a thing.
I hope a get a job by the end of the week just so I can avoid him.
His friend Milt is having a party. If I go, everyone will assume Brad and I are together and nothing would make me want to vomit more.
He's creepy, possessive, over-protective, and looming. Yikes!
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