Sarah and i went to both Cheap Thrills and Paragraph yesterday. I had never before been to either. I did not buy anything at the latter, but she did. I got used: Ulysses, Decameron and Chretien de Troyes. At five dollars each – an incredible bargain. We also went out for breakfast – i ordered waffles with fruit and English cream but rec'd french toast. I didn't complain because the girl was obviously working her first shift (explaining of table lay-out gave it away). I am not always a bitch.
My Mum and i went to the Brasserie La Blainvilloise for dinner. Spaghetti, Caesar Salad and Garlic Bread for $2.49. Yum. Ran into a girl who used to work at Subway – weird. Watched four episodes of Dead Like Me. I am horribly torn between Nabokov and this series. How to choose?
The last episode ended on a sad note. I tried to fall asleep craddling my cat like a baby. It was too hot. So i ended crunched around my body pillow (and some sobbing). I miss being held and listened to and pampered and under-appreciated and lied to and all the stuff that was integral to our relationship. I am not going to call him. If he calls me, fine and good, but after the text message i sent him, i think his not calling is indicative of whether or not we can even be friends.