Here it is almost the weekend, and I am about to go over the past weekend. Oh well… Better late than never.

Last weekend was eventful. Bionca and I went and saw Working at Shoestring Theatre. It really was a good show, even if the cast was a little rough at spots. Considering that some of them had only been with the show for ten days, they really did well though. The show is based on interviews done with regular working people, and it left me with a melancholy feeling. So many dreams and hopes leaving only disappointment and emptiness.

Bionca has been in rehearsals a lot lately, and I really haven’t spent a lot of time with her. Worse yet, she has been in a bad mood for a while. (I understand that it is hormonal, but it is very tiresome.) All last week, any small amount of time that we had together it seemed that she wanted to have nothing to do with me. Over the weekend, I finally had enough, and when she made a snippy remark while going to get something to eat with Gabby (her sister) before dropping her off for rehearsal, I finally let it all out. I am a very patient man, and even when I pop, I generally do not become irrational, but I did tell her that they way that she has been treating me was unacceptable. She was upset that I did this with Gabby in the car (and I apologized to Gabby for it), but it seems that once she got over the shock, she realized that she had been acting strangely. Since that night, she has been wonderful.

I really do wish that she would learn to apologize though… That is really frustrating. It takes so little effort, and it really goes a long way to mend hurt feelings. She has told me to tell her when she does this, so I will on Saturday, when I will have an opportunity to talk to her for more than 5 minutes.

After dropping her off at school I had plenty of time before I had to pick her up, so Gabby and I decided to get a bite to eat at Mama Fu’s Noodle House, and to see a movie. We wound up seeing Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man’s Chest (a really entertaining movie, with great costumes). I don’t think that Gabby and I have done anything like that before, but we had a great time. I feel a bit sorry for Gabby. She seems lonely. I need to do more with her.


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