how sweet

Now that class is what i call disquieting. I think my house may have beat me to one of my goals in life, getting a tatoo. Yep, I think it did there is this incredibly cute little lizard design on the ceiling right above the computer. It looks so real, so life like right up to the scales and stripes........Oh shit it is real. It jumped of the ceiling onto the wall and is scurrying away. How sweet.

Anyway.

the last time I spoke up I said i was going to confront Tyrone. Well you know what it did not go quite as I planned.

You see I stalled with myself trying to find different reasons why i could not call him. Anything you can think of I probaly did so I'll leave that to you.

Anyway he called me the next day to tell me he was through with my book. I could hear how much he wantd to me to say something mean spiteful or just say that I was upset. So being the complete wimp that I am I hesitated and broke ointo my normal mode of conversation completly abandoning any thogh of being upset until time when I though I might achieve the upper hand. Well Its been about three days and he still takes me seriously.

He often proclaims "you don't get he point!" then he'll break of into some arguement that s more of a sermon about how His theory on this or that is right but he's nice enough not o state mine to be wrong but its not difficult to read between the lines. (That was the longest run on sentence in my history.)

Anyway he's suddenly going through this I hate myself stage and the only thing that will bring me out of it is sex. Normally I love sex but he has suddenly turned his eye on me and i will not have him in that way. I'm scared but I think that affirmation is adding to his grief.