frustrations abound

okay, so alot's been going on. for one, i had to write mike a letter. yup, i've gotten to that point. basically what brought it on was the same sequence of events that always take place during one of our stand offs. same exact sequence. he does something that pisses me off, i get pissed, he acts like i'm crazy and makes excuses for what he did, i get more pissed, he makes it worse for himself by pissing me off further by staying out late and not calling me for example, i get more pissed, then i reach my breaking point and we talk about it and everything is fine until next time. although, every time this happens i get progressively more resentful and closer to my ultimate breaking point. writing a letter means i am very close. i don't want to be close. i just want him to get it.
so this morning we were discussing how he is spending the night in hilton head because he feels like hanging out with his friends that live there, so in my head i was making plans of my own. i asked him if he was going to spend the night and then hang out the next day, since he had his surf board, and he said no, that he was surfing today. then he asked me "why? are you going got miss me?" i shook my head back in forth, no. i meant it. he commented that the sad thing about that was that i wasn't kidding and my response was that i was used to it.
last night for example. he knows that every monday i don't have class and i cook dinner. i was walking to the grocery store around 5:30 to get stuff for dinner and i called him to see when he was going to be home. he was on his way from work to jamie's house to hang out. i asked him how long he was going to be there and he said an hour and that he would call me when he was leaving. i knew that was complete bull shit from all the past experiences, so i went to happy hour with mindy. i decided to nix dinner plans since i'm not going to wait around for him to call and then drop what i'm doing to make dinner according to his schedule. he called around 7:40 to let me know that he was coming home. that meant he wouldn't be home until around 8:30 since he was in hilton head. from what he told me originally he was supposed to be home no later than 7:30. i came home around 9 and he was wondering where i was etc. etc. these are the things i consider inconsiderate, all of it. he's not doing a good job at showing me that he understands. i'm frustrated in so many ways.

on to other more exciting things. i'm getting my couch and a chair recovered. i can't wait for it to be done! i may need to change my living room wall color now. we'll see once it's in here.