Back into the week again. Trying to keep my commitements with the gym and stuff. I went today, but it was a little hard getting into it, but I did it anyway. I really want to follow through with what I'm trying to do. I think I feel guilty about the weekend now. I do feel guilty. I don't think that it was right sleeping with someone I only seen about two times. We didn't get sexual, but I think it was really taking a chance. I beleive that it's better to be freinds first for awhile. I don't think that was really respecting the other person. Mayby we just let our emotions get carried away a bit. Anyway, it's done. can't change that. I tried calling her today, but I only get her answering machine. I hope she's not thinking I was a jerk now. It wasn't only me. I was fine to sleep on the couch, and I thought that's what was going to happen. I didn't expect her to invite me to her room. Anyway, well see how it goes. I don't regret it really, because we didn't do anything, but I think we should wait a bit before that happens again. I do feel guilty or something about it, so it probably wasn't the right thing to do, or I wouldn't feel that. I still feel bad for my other freind who's dog died. I know she's taking it hard. Lucy was her baby. I feel bad still, and I only really knew the dog for a couple of months, but she was such a good dog. I feel like a freind died. Jimmy is driving me nuts. Seems like nature hit him sometime yesterday. he's been cooing and puring, and rubbing all over the rug, and won't stop. I'm going to have to take the poor guy to get fixed. I'vev been lucky that he's gone this long. They said usually that happens at six months. I was starting to think that with him inside all the time, mayby he just wouldn't know that, but he does. Funny how that change just comes all of a sudden. He just can't stop cooing. Oh well, gotta do what needs to be done, and fast. I don't think he's spraying yet, and I don't want him to. Work went well today. The chef wasn't there so I did his, and my job. It was fairly easy. I didn't have any problems or complaints, so I must have done good. Mayby now he'll keep his mouth shut a bit. over the weekend I found myself getting worked up a little. Mostly just how he tells me things, that I don't need to be told. There were sometimes when I started that old imagining what I was going to say to him about it. It is funny how those things can get you worked up over nothing. He droped by after I first got there, just to get the money out for the cashiers. He was so pleasant and nice that it just through me off. Like a differant person. The mind seems to make up this whole thing of what I should say. It even comes with responses he might make, so it's like I get this totally differant image of him, meanwhile nothings really going on. Except my minds working a little overtime. It is kinda funny, but I'm so glad that I don't have to go with those thoughts, or beleive them. It is hard fighting them, but when I saw him, I knew they were wrong. Anyway, I don't even have to worry about it. My work and experience speaks for itself. Why wouldv he be deliberatly fucking me around. Doesn't get him any extra money. Whole thing doesn't make sense. Just my mind trying to fuck things up, and fool me to do, or say something stupid. Glad I didn't. Thank you, Lord.