Sure enough he wasn't home. He woke me up trying to get in bed at 3:45AM. He claims he was home just before midnight. I don't care. I invest so much in him emotionally and get nothing back. I'm going my own way. he should be terrified of losing me, instead he describes me as a "sweet" person. The hell with that!

I don't think Ron's home. He's been antsy lately .. This whole month, as a matter of fact. When he gets depressed or broke or whatever he goes on a drinking spree and disappears. I tired to make it clear that I am free this whole weekend. That I want to be with him.. but I don't think he's home waiting for me. He doesn't answer our phone or his cell phone. Thats usually the first clue. I hate this.