Thanks to all of you who wished us a happy anniversary yesterday. It's nice to feel loved. :) I guess yesterday was alright. It wasn't at all what I expected, but, it was decent. I got out of tech yesterday and had Jeff call me and tell me to come up to Midas where he got the truck from and told me the tranny's shot. Sound familiar? So, here we go again. Now Jeff is, once again, out of a vehicle for about two weeks. We spent about an hour trying to see if we could get the tranny to work. That did us no good. Then I had to drive him all the way to Chimney Rock to the court house so he could pay one of his many tickets. On the way back, we got into a fight. He was driving and wanted to show me a house that one of his ex-girlfriend's friend's threw a party in. Me, trying not to live in the past, got upset because he was bringing up the past. I don't care about a party or whose friend it was or whether or not it was a friend of one of his many ex's. All he had to say was "I want to show you this huge house over in this neighborhood." or something along those lines. But no, he had to bring up his ex-girlfriend. I got upset and just sat there quietly, nodding my head, and said it was a nice house. He asked me what was wrong and I wouldn't tell him because I knew it was something silly and that it would eventually start a fight between us. Well, I guess either way it wasn't avoidable. He started yelling at me and forced me to say what was on my mind. After I said it, he got mad because "I don't open up to him". Bullshit. I tell him everything. I just thought this was stupid and wasn't worth bringing up so I kept my mouth shut. We pulled into a left turn lane and he let go of my hand so I pulled it out of his lap and he got mad again because he thought I was still pissed. He threw my car into park, shut it off, and started to open the door telling me to drive myself home. I grabbed him and pulled him back into the car and told him that if he walked home, it was over. I was going to say goodbye right then and there and he would never see me or hear from me again. Needless to say, he stayed in the car and drove us home. Of course we had to stop by Midas and check on the truck. So there went another hour. Finally we stopped by my house so I could give my parents the money I'm letting them borrow and then we took off to go eat. We ended up eating cheap-ass, buffet Chinese food that he only paid about $20 bucks for. I don't care about how much he spent, it's the thought that counts, but still. I was expecting something nicer. It was our anniversary after all. And it only happens once a year. We went back to his house afterwards and my family showed up. (Lauren, Dallas, and Alan.) Dallas fixed up Jeff's computer (Thanky!) and Lauren and I went and got Dr. Pepper for everyone. They left around 11 and I left shortly after they did since Jeff had fallen asleep about an hour before. So, the anniversary was a disappointment and we had no anniversary sex. Which, by the way, was possible. Oh well. Yesterday. Sucked. And, I got nothing. Whatever. We're not going to last much longer, you guys. I know that's extremely negative, but, I'm being serious. We fight way too much and over the littlest shit too. I don't think that's healthy. I'm off today so, hit me up on the celly, if it rings. :P I doubt I'll be with Jeff. I need shoes.