Sail Through an Empty Night

Check that out. I made my own set of Runes. I got a carving tool and carved the shape of each letter/symbol into black polished river rocks, then filled in the carving with silver metallic paint. I think they turned out for a first try. Tomorrow, I plan on picking up some fabric from Wally World and making a Rune Cloth and a Rune bag to hold them. The thing they're sitting on is a black box, I plan to keep the Runes and Tarot cards inside of it.




Too bad I didn't have the Runes done yesterday because then I might have seen this thing with Keith coming ahead of time. We got in a fight tonight about something that I consider to be incredibly important and he ended up trying to brush off as if it was an insignificant matter that required no further discussion.

See, I have spent a lot of time on my own. From the time I moved in with my Dad, I was like an only child in that environment. I learned how to entertain myself when Dad was busy, or at work, or my friends couldn't come out to play. And as I got older, being social was always fun, but I needed that time to retreat and be alone, reflex on things. Even when I was living at home, I was in my room a lot, reading, writing, drawing, playing around on the computer etc. I came out when I wanted the company. I just like to drift. Silence. It's golden.

Anyways, Keith didn't take that too well. I made sure to explain that it had nothing to do with him or his company. That he was great, I still like him, and it was just a me thing. I wanted some time to myself. Hell, I didn't even go see Brandy on Sunday when she asked. Brandy and I use to hang out on Friday's and go shopping and what not, and now...no dice.

Keith freaked out when I tried to explain after I'd rested a bit. He said to me "I don't completely understand but if that's what makes you happy. Do you still like me?" I explained that I did, and it wasn't about him. He SPAZZED. "I KNOW IT'S NOT ABOUT ME! YOU SAID THAT 5 TIMES ALREADY!" Er...well he did just ask. At that point I lost some control on my temper and told him he was a grown man and I wasn't going to reassure him all the time. He then told me we weren't going to the movies anymore. I said that was fine, but if he was trying to punish me for something it wasn't going to work. But he claims that he was giving me the space I wanted. For petessakes I could have smacked him upside the damn head. Finally, he swore at me and went offline.

He did come back online after a while, and ignored me. Messaged me about 2 hours later to say that everything was fine, he was sorry, and everything was back to normal. WTF? I don't think so. I don't let things go that easily, I'm sorry. You can't just start a fight, run away, then act like it didn't happen. It's not a cliche chick thing to talk it out, it's an adult thing to try and solve a problem. He freaked out again, said I was overreacting to his earlier actions and comments. I said that from the opinion of a few trusted friends I'd confided in, that he was overreacting and I had every right to be irritated with him. That sent him on a tirade about how I wasn't allowed to discuss our business with anyone else. Not allowed? Fffb. He's lucky I have some self control because the letters F and U were on my tongue. I didn't say it, I bit it back. This from the man who hosts his journal on his website that almost 3000 people have visited. Where he discusses us, in view of all his friends and ex-girlfriends and anyone who stumbles across it. Hypocrite.

Finally, he just said he wasn't going to talk about it anymore and I went to watch CSI and finish the Rune set.

I'm still pissed. My muscles are all tense. I think I'll go take a hot bath and go to bed. Doubt much will have changed by morning, I don't cool off that easily if a problem isn't resolved. Oh well.