wednesday has become date night around these parts as it is the only night of the week that d and i are sans kidlets. will's girlfriend (waves to rachel) gave me free movie passes so d and i took the opportunity to go and see american gangster (great movie, 8/10, go see it if you have an extra three hours lying around, i don't even typically like russell crowe but this is an exception). i felt like i was getting away with something, being out past 10pm and enjoying myself throughly. it was nice.near the end of the show i got a text from bk asking me for the password to my laptop (which i smartly locked before i left). i replied that i would be home shortly. you are the reason there is a password. ha! he didn't think that was too funny (and it wasn't really meant to be, it's true) and "confronted" me about it when d and i got home. "why wouldn't you give me the laptop password when i texted you earlier? i had to check my email." r, i have so little privacy and honestly it made me uncomfortable to think of you having the password. had i been here i would have gladly let you use my computer... and then he walked out. i looked over at d, like what the hell just happened? i suspect strongly bk was trying to embarrass me in front of him (not gonna happen, yo (yes, i'm seeing someone who hails from L.A. (yes, i'm picking up ghetto fabulous slang))) and make me out to be a crazed bitch (you'll get nothing and like it!). i turned it back around and asked him for money in front of d. yah. as it turns out he has not so much money but might have some after this weekend. tell it to the commissioner baby; tell it to the man and try not to be so butt-hurt (waves to meme).
oh! and i forgot to mention that when he came over to get the kids at 5 he tried to open the (locked) front door without calling or knocking first and then had the gall to act puzzled at my irritation. wha? you. don't. live. here.
thank you d (and *grumble* my parents) for urging me in this direction. i only wish i'd listened sooner. ah well...