Yesterday was the reception for the folks who had their works included in Pegasus, and all in all, it was very nice. All three of my entries are within the first 30 pages of this 85 page journal. A lot of my friends from both my photography classes had works included, so we made a big to-do about signing each others books (since we all got a free copy).
Fortunately, there was food, because by the time I got there, I was famished! I stayed maybe a little over an hour, then called Chaz to come pick me up.
I had asked him if he wanted to come with me, and he declined. Said something about feeling out of place amongst my college friends.
Whatever.
When he did come by to pick me up, I showed him my copy of Pegasus, and where my poems were, and he proceeded to read one of them with great, um… sarcasm is the only thing I can think of. That kinda ticked me off a bit, because I thought it was a good poem, and told him so. He thought it was good, too, and apologized for making fun of it.
On the way to my apartment, he told me he called this female friend of his that’s he’s known for 40 and some years to come over and change the dressing on the wound (a spider bite) that had gotten infected because he couldn’t see it well enough to do it himself. She apparently told him it would cost him a six pack of beer. Okay, no problem.
When she came over, she was on her way to getting plastered. She changed the dressing, claimed her six pack, they talked a bit, then she left.
We pull up to my apartment, and we were talking about nothing in particular when Chaz notices my “loud music” neighbor come out of his apartment. Chaz made some snarky comment, and that’s when I asked him what he was on, and could I have some. Chaz said he’d been feeling silly all day, then decided that I needed earplugs to keep out the noise the neighbors make so I can get some sleep.
So off we go to Wal*Mart, and I find them right away in the sporting goods section. Chaz is still making snarky comments about anything and everything. While we were paying for them, he says he wanted to go over to Whataburger on Reno, but he needed to get some cash first.
Back in the car, we head off to Chaz’s bank to get cash out of the ATM, then go over to Whataburger.
I got a single patty burger with cheese, onions and lettuce. The last time we went to Whataburger, right after we met, I got more than I could handle, so I decided to take it easy this time.
It seems that Chaz wouldn’t shut up, and had opinions about EVERYTHING!!!!! And he wasn’t exactly quiet about it. It could be the anitbiotics he’s taking for the infection that’s causing him to act so bizarre, but his behavior was starting to annoy me.
Not that I’m perfectly behaved by any stretch of the imagination… but still.
After Whataburger, Chaz takes me back to my apartment and carries my stuff inside after I unlocked the door. We chit chat for a few, then he says that he’ll pick me up the following morning (today) at 10:15am.
Then he left.
This morning, we were having a discussion in the car in front of Rose and it got a bit heated. We were talking about current events and he took exception to something I said and started yelling at me. I told him that I didn’t appreciate being yelled at and that he could express his opinion without yelling at me. He apologized, stated his point, then things calmed down. He got my stuff out of the back of the car and told me he hoped I had a nice day. Then he got back in the driver’s seat and stayed long enough to watch me walk away.
(We hate to see her go but love to watch her leave… “Honky Tonk Badonkadonk” by Trace Adkins… that’s what that reminds me of LOL).
Wonder what he’ll be like tonight when he picks me up?
That’s all from where I sit.
–MorelaterZ–
