Both occupants off 228D Cherokee (?) said it was ok for me to spend the night there. One was out of state, and one was just lonely.

Perhaps I would have, had I had clean clothes to wear the following day, and had I been home soemtime in the past four + days.

I kept thinking Brent might have a problem with me having a key to the place, but instead, he had a bigger problem with me going home tonight.

He called me on my drive home, and told me he was sad/lonely. I told him I would call him when I got out of work tomorrow, to see if he wanted to hang out.

Eric might be getting back tomorrow night, as well.

He told me something very amazing the other day, without actually saying anything. I feel the same way.
I also feel kind of vulnerable at the same time. He snapped at me, at Meijer. I know I was doign something that was probably a lot more annoying than I realized, but he said he didn't realize he snapped, and blamed it on his smoking, (lack there of.)
Today should mark day 2 of absolutely no cigs for him, and tomorrow day 3. He's gotten about this far before, but when he makes it through work without a drag, I will feel REALLY proud of him.
Maybe it's awful of me to feel less than impressed, because I've never smoked, therefore don't know what quitting is like, but at the same time, when I make my mind up about something, I think I stick pretty well to it. And this smoking thing, seems to me, like he isn't putting his mind to it. Brent says that's how he quit, by deciding to quit, and having a strong mental will.
Maybe I just get bored of redundancies, and I've heard Eric say, 'you don't know how hard it is to quit smoking,' too many times.

This, by no means, means that I am bored with Eric. I just don't like his stinky habit, which, he claims is mutual.

When Eric left this morning, I went back to sleep and dreamt. In my sleep, I was planning my wedding. From deciding to walking down the isle, I had an hour. I sewed my bouquet, sequined my dressed, and even called my mom to see if she would show up (she said she didn't think she would, like it wasn't interesting to her.) I didn't actually get married. I woke up before the event occured. Not to my alarm, either, but 15 minutes before it should have gone off, but never would have.

I really want to buy Sims2, but Eric told me not to buy anything for myself, as Christmas was coming up. I don't like that idea, only in the respect that he is claiming that I am ONLY allowed to buy him a beer helmet, because he OK'd that. He said he was going to spoil me for my birthday, (which turned into Christmas/Birthday), and when I talk about doing the same, he dismisses it. He doesn't let me spend money either, especially on days he knows I didn't make any at Hollaywood. Sure, this isn't a bad thing, but I felt awful telling him about the whole owing Jason money thing. I'm not a bad person, I'm just a broke one, but I don't plan on being so forever.

Ironically, when my mother no longer needs my paychecks, (in January), I won't be working enough to have paychecks worth cashing. Even moreso, is the irony of how my hourly is going up 70 cents in January, and once again, I won't be there enough to feel it.

I really need to find out when I start school, and what I have to do to make sure I'm there.