… and we were thousands of miles apart. I know JP’s a musician and I know that he pretty much has to take whatever work he can get, but I am angry and disappointed that we are spending this time apart so early in our marriage. I won’t see him until right before Christmas. And on top of it, this little groupie bitch emailed me to say that JP was cheating on me. With her. I know that’s a lie, but it sucks that I even have to be brought into someone else’s wishful thinking and psychotic behavior. And yes, Rae, I know that you’re nowhere near where my husband is. I know you’re in Baltimore. My husband is not so well endowed that he can cheat on me with you from thousands of miles away.
Sorry if I sound whiny, but I’m having a bad couple of days. I’m going skeet shooting with my dad later. If anything can make me feel better, it’s my dad and shooting at shit.
update: went skeet shooting. shot like crap, dad gave me advice and since he was holding a gun, I think I’ll follow it.