3:42 p.m. - December 20, 2003
You can't be incommunicado all night and then say I'll make it up to you and not have me scoff.
You don't negate my intelligence by proffering an excuse as time-worn as it is transparent: I had a rotten day and lay down for a while, then fell asleep. Always remember, I prefer blatant, cold, hard honesty and if you can't give me that, then I have no time for you.
After all, I've learned well Men Lesson #1: Men lie.
I wish I weren't stupid; my inclination is to believe him despite misgivings. Isn't that fucked up? Spec taught me well.