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Burger
June 18 - Part 3
I woke up a few hours later when my alarm clock went off. Joey kept sleeping. I hurried out of bed and took a shower, before heading downstairs. I couldn’t believe I had slept with him. Not only because teenage Vera’s fantasies became true. But because I should have stopped him. I should have shoved him right out the door and locked it. But I let it go because I wanted it to. Because I wanted him.
My face felt red the entire time I was cleaning up dirty dishes. Joey had made it downstairs and was eating breakfast. We said nothing to each other beyond me asking if he wanted coffee and telling him he could use my shower.
He went off to shower and I called work, letting them know I’d be coming in late. I had gotten up, showered and dressed, but I felt I couldn’t make it through the work day without a nap.
Moments later, Joey entered the kitchen. Dressed. I was confused at first, then realized he was wearing some clothes I had bought for Apollo, in case he ever stayed with me on a whim. I like being prepared.
I sat down with Joey after he sat down at the table. He quietly thanked me for letting him shower and said he’d return the clothes after he washed them. I told him not to worry about it. Then he awkwardly told me a joke about ghosts only using a bp station to pee.
“I can’t believe you believed me when I said I wouldn’t regret it.” He said, trying to chuckle a bit. Maybe he was trying to lighten the mood.
I didn’t really care in that moment. I just felt like someone had punched me in the gut, then ripped out my heart. The funny thing is, he didn’t seem to regret it when he was getting his release. I didn’t hear objections then.
“So don’t believe anything you say when you’re drunk.” I said, trying to act like what he said didn’t bother me. I wanted to cry. I wanted to throw what I thought in his face. But I didn’t.
“Well, not everything. Depends on what it is. But….I feel like I pressured you into it. And for that, I’m sorry.”
That’s the last thing I heard from him before he left. I cried myself to sleep for my nap, then got up and went to work. Now I’m back in my bedroom. I’ve washed everything. Sprayed down everything. Took another shower. I wish I could wash it all away.
I finished the MDI Half Marathon!! 🎉🎉 . I finished faster than expected and only walked for 0.2 miles! I ran the rest of it. . I am SO LUCKY that I have supportive friends for pushing me along. My husband and friends followed us along the course to cheer us on too! . Right now I can say I never want to do a half again 😂. But I can check this off my list and I'm so proud of getting through this crazy, hilly course! . #mdi #mountdesertisland #halfmarathon #runMaine #imdead #icriedwhenicrossedthefinishline #itsucked #butididit (at Acadia National Park) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bo7FvaanNzu/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=teir7gdy3dl0
Just finished house of leaves on audiobook 👍
Who did you have to turn, other than Zim?
Alright, alright, I- (sigh) they're really gonna make me- (rubs bridge of nose) I had to turn the human shopkeepers who stuck around when the world went to hell. The ones who stood up to the ones that wanted to put us Zombies down. Well, the ones that could be turned that is, there were those I wasn't able to get to, after all. And of course I made sure it was What they wanted before doing so. There also might've been one or two that have broken in and startled me into fight or flight for long enough to get nipped. There was Mr. Richard and sadly Ms. Laney to name a couple. Also the gamer Zombies. They were injured by angry humans trying to attack and kill me and other security zombies, sadly they succeeded in killing all but me over the years via raids and break ins.
#justread #justfinishedreading #itsucked #bookstagram #book #booklover #landslidethefinaldaysofthetrumppresidency #landslide. This book sucked. Way too many people are given a pass. And the narrative is much removed from reality. Many in trumps orbit, including #trump, talked with Wolff for the book and are given a massive whitewashing. https://www.instagram.com/p/CRhXFdynI4l/?utm_medium=tumblr
..suck the life out of me why don’t you? #Wednesday #QuittinTime #ItSucked #Literally #Dracula? #HeSucksToo #ADifferentSuck #butStillSucks #ComicBooks #ComicMemes #ComicArt #ArtTherapy #TheSpaceBetweenThePanel #WhereWeOftenWonderHowManySucksDoesItTakeToGetToTheEndOfTheWorkWeek #One? #twO? #thrEe? #Meanwhile #TheWorldMayNeverKnow #TomorrowWeThursday (at Irving, Texas) https://www.instagram.com/p/B7WuSW2BdHD/?igshid=doql592fyf7o
#justread #bookstagram #books #itsucks #itsucked #booksofinstagram #theirishman #iheardyoupainthouses I finished after watching The Irishman which was great. The book sucks though. Scorsese left out the parts where guy puts himself into every major crime for the last sixty years. It’s just not believable. https://www.instagram.com/p/B6hPxI7lUtv/?igshid=1q82jyia4s78p