Putting My Foot Down With Lyssa
The night has just passed. Lyssa did call me not too long after my Diary entry. Conversation coming from me was real different this time around, and I don’t think Lyssa liked it. I admit that I was being rude and a bit of a dick head in my approach but the approach worked, and it had meaning.
Lyssa would usually raise her voice at me or be the one to hang up. Well I didn’t hang up on her. She did hang up the phone three times, but that was because I was raising my voice and having a sarcastic tone with me.
There were times where I really insulted Lyssa by telling her she sounded like Phoenix when she argued, but the truth was she did. We argued and argued. When she hung up I stayed on the phone, hopeful she would pick up.
Calling back I used my mobile phone. Then there was a call on the other line. When she switched to see who it was, to her surprise it was me. Holding that line I just called, she transferred to the other and found I already hung up so came back to my line. That was one of the things I done to play with her mind.
The Fight With Lyssa Continues At The Runs
Things just escalated. Then Ali came. I told Lyssa to ring me back in a couple of minutes. But of course she didn’t because she would rather watch Beverly Hills 90210.
So while at the runs I called her up again. We talked on my phone for half an hour, which would have cost me $6, not really that much. Conversation was grim for the night, even though I apologized to her and she apologized to me.
Our talk ended with her telling me she needs time and doesn’t want me to call tomorrow because she’s going out with her friends. She didn’t have any plans, but she’ll make some just to piss me off I bet. When I call, she told me she would hang up because she doesn’t feel like talking to me.
Rain Check On Call To Jewell
With all this action going on I thought it best not to call Jewell. I’ll leave it for another night, maybe tomorrow night. But I never know when I’ll have time.
Seeming that I’ve got some time to myself tonight, I’m going to do some work with the computer.
Tomorrow I hope that I get a call from a prospective employee. It’s a bad thing that I’m depleted of money and I’ve still got bills to pay, lots of them.
Diary Of A Mad Chaos is a daily diary written from March 1996 until today, of which individual books and book series have been created, namely “The Lost Years” an exploration of young, entwined love, the “Wubao In China (猎艳奇缘)” book series which provides an extensive comparative analysis of the cultural differences between Eastern and Western societies, and the book titled “Foreigner (华人)” an exploration of race relations in Australia.
