I guess I don't like not updating for a day because when I do return, I have everyones' sitD to catch up on. I just spent almost an hour catching up with everything. Never again ya'll, never again. I stayed home from school today. I woke up dizzy and threw up so I flat out told my mom I wasn't even going to try and make it. Then she pulled a "you have morning sickness, you're pregnant" thing on me. That isn't possible. Jeff and I haven't had sex in a couple days now. I'm not on the rag, but, still. Doesn't morning sickness come the morning right after you've conceived? Anyway. I do have to work tonight though and I think I'm going to try and make it. Making money is more important to me right now than one missed day of school. I can catch up tomorrow. So this guy is stalking me at work. I work with this girl named Theresa (and we all know she gets around) and Theresa came over to Jeff's house one night a couple months back and met this guy that Jeff is friends with (who lives up the street from Jeff) named Steven or Steve. Whatever. I found out later that Theresa and Steve(n) have engaged in the act of making babies without actually making a baby and Steve(n) lied to her and told her his name was Tyler and failed to mention he had a girlfriend. Well, after he and his girlfriend broke up (not because she found out) he decided to give Theresa a call and ask her out and what-not and soon found out that she worked with me. One night when Theresa and I were both working, Steve(n) showed up with some guy he kept calling his "big brother" but I had a feeling that they weren't brothers, they had just been friends for a really long time. And, well, this guy preceeded to hit on me. Telling me I was beautiful and perfect for him since I loved cars and was willing to work on them and that I was willing to get so drunk I'd pass out on the hood of a Mustang for a good hour. Steve(n) was busy talkng to Theresa so me and this guy were alone for a while and he continued to try and flatter me with comments and ask me when I was off next. I admit, some of the comments did flatter me but hey, who doesn't like to receive flattering comments? That was it for that night and they left and I didn't see or hear from either of them for a couple days. Theresa and I were both happy that they finally decided to leave us alone. Yesterday after school I was leaving Jeff's house around 4 to go home and get ready for work and when I walked outside, Steve(n) and his little friend were next door at Jeff's neighbors' house unloading some stuff. (They're both in construction.) I just got in my truck and left after the guy had smiled at me. I just chunked the deuce and took off. As if that didn't freak me out a bit, they showed up at Target last night again and the guy (I don't even know his name. Not even to this very minute.) again, hit on me. Telling me to come by Steve(n)'s house and tried to give me his phone number and told me to call him and shit so I thought they were going to leave for good. I went to the jewelry boat on a call and was fixing this guy's watch when the guy popped up again. That's when I got on the cordless and called Jeff. That was it. I was sick of this guy fucking with me. The first time was alright. It was flattering but I told him I was taken and that there was no way in hell I was going to cheat on my baby. But he wouldn't stop. Jeff just told me to tell him to go away and told me to call him on my break and give me the details. Once I was finished with the guy's watch, he stuck around some more to talk. That's when out of nowhere, my bestest best friend Dallas and Sam showed up and once I started talking to Dallas and Sam, he left. They actually left for good. Ten minutes later Jeff showed up looking for the guy. He was pissed. The look on his face scared me. If he would have been at least ten minutes earlier, he would've been able to confront the guy. So that sucked. So that was it pretty much. I don't think the guy'll come back now after I told him that there was no way I was cheating on my boyfriend. He told me that I broke his heart and that if Jeff doesn't work out for me, I know where to go. He may have just been pulling my leg, but, I don't know. If they show up tonight, he'll get to meet Jeff. I don't think he wants that. Ok, so now that I've spilled my life story and confused each and every one of ya'll, I'll put an end to this. I need a shower. I stink.