I miss my friend.

Things are way, way, way better.

And I understand WHY we don't talk as much, and why we aren't hanging out as much. And as much as I disagree with it, I respect it.

But it sucks. I understood why, when he was with his ex, we didn't talk. She didn't even like the idea of us being friends. So, fine. He had to hide our friendship or risk losing the girl he thought he loved.

But this girl knows how close we are. He told her that I was his best friend. She's glad he has me. So, I don't understand why, when he's with her, I get completely ignored. Or why, we don't hang out anymore.

He says it's inappropriate. He says he wouldn't want her hanging out with some guy alone, and potentially late. But, that's just how our friendship works. We're just that comfortable around each other, and we lose track of time.

It just sucks being ignored I guess. I feel forgotten. I tried to convince myself that she's more important. Somehow. I even told her that. And she told me that was untrue. That we were equally important. Ugh. Not helpful.

Other than this, the past few days have been good ones. I worked an amazing shift yesterday, and got to see Daniel, which totally made my week. And then today I went to the park with the best and my niece. Gosh, I love that little girl.

Tomorrow I work a breakfast shift. I'm really not excited about it. I've really hated my schedule for the past few weeks. And even though I've repeatedly asked for it to be changed, it hasn't been. And though I said that Sunday was THE ONE DAY I really, really, really didn't want to be a breakfast shift, alas, tomorrow I'm breakfast. Ugh. Worst part is, I don't know who the manager is, and I think it's Janna. And I REALLY don't want to deal with her shit. It'd be nice if it was Sara. I know it isn't Daniel. He doesn't work Sundays or Mondays. Boo.

I think I'm going to head off to sleep now. At 8:45 on a Saturday. I'm like an old woman.