Sunday, February 18, 2007:
Maggie’s mom and 15-year-old daughter have always wanted Maggie and me to pair up, as I am the only non-addict adult male in Maggie’s life who is not a family member. Their requirements are not exactly stringent.
They insist on a family Sunday dinner at my place, prepared by Maggie.
It’s turns out to be a fun, happy dinner. The 15-year-old brings along her girlfriend Sage, and it’s contenting to be in the presence of kids acting like kids.
The four head out to do some shopping and then go to the movies, the Mom swearing to bring Maggie home or at least call me.
Maggie does not come home. Neither Maggie nor the Mom will answer my phone calls.
I wanna kill.
Monday, February 19, 2007:
Maggie called wanting me to pick her up and bring her home, home being my place. As I am so tired of her, I tell her to get a ride. I don’t hear from her again.
Thursday, February 22, 2007:
The only person who calls me with a caller ID that says “restricted” is Mika, so I believe she called twice today.
As she refused to give me her new cell phone number, which really hurt, I told her I would not answer any blocked calls. Even without the Mika issue, I don’t answer callers who block their ID.
I admit that I really miss Mika, but I must get her out of my system.
Saturday, February 24, 2007:
The Little Stripper Girl’s buddy Gia drops in this afternoon with her cute girlfriend Jill. Jill just moved to Chicago a month ago from Seattle to attend nursing school. I believe Gia and Jill are romantically involved with one another in addition to having boyfriends, Jill’s boyfriend being in Seattle.
Gia’s boyfriend is a DJ at a local strip club, and is not available to take her out weekends. Mr. DJ states that the dancers in his club are nuts, and he doesn’t give them a second glance.
Yeah. Right.
The three of us have a fun lunch at the sports bar Champps.
As Gia is taken (but not a fanatic about it) and is available weekends, as Jill is taken and also available weekends, and as I am looking for pulchritude to be with me weekends but definitely do not want to fall in love, the three of us may be a good match.
Jill has lived the last fifteen years in Seattle, the coffee capital of America. Jill says she likes me because we both hate Starbuck’s coffee, we both are Democrats, and we both like girls.
Hmmm………
Maggie called during lunch, wanting me to pick her up. I tell her that a crack addict is just too difficult to live with and to stay where she is. I hang up on her. Am feeling guilty.
She continues to call, but I remain resilient. I remind her of all the times she’s dumped on me over the last five-and-a-half years. She says she didn’t mean to and that she’s sorry. As she claims to be out of crackhead friends with whom to stay, which I highly doubt, I tell her to go to a homeless shelter or to Haymarket, the Chicago center that immediately takes in addicts.
I can’t believe that I was able to hold firm!
Damn! I wonder if Mika will come crawling back some day!
Went to see the movie “Volver” starring Penelope Cruz tonight. Her eyes are beautiful and her ta ta’s are very nice. It was a strange and interesting movie. I did like it.
I had heard a fierce storm was coming in. I generally disregard forecasts, because being a weatherman is the only job where one can make a hundred grand a year and always be wrong. Six inches of snow greeted me when I left the theater. Surprisingly, the temperature increased as the evening wore on, turning the snow into a driving rain. The roads are tough right now. My big Audi with all-wheel drive does fine.
Sunday, February 25, 2007:
Another fierce storm has set in, after last night’s. Inches of snow are accumulating.
I found a blog entry from last year that said Mika wanted me to come north to meet her parents. That hit me hard. It meant that it was real for awhile. Damn, I miss her.
Don’t miss Maggie at all, but I do feel very guilty about refusing to pick her up yesterday. She has kicked me in the teeth scores of times, she has abandoned her four children, yet I think of her as a human being in trouble, overlooking her grievous faults. But I am so tired of her. Feeling bad about Mika has spilled over into guilt about Maggie.
Monday, February 26, 2007:
Had planned a dinner with Gia and Jill tonight, as Jill is headed back to Seattle for five days tomorrow. Neither called yesterday to confirm, as Gia said they would. I don’t call either. I’d like to hold off on seeing Gia till the weekend.
Feeling strong about the loss of Mika. Having some pangs of guilt about blowing off Maggie.
Geez! Maggie calls in the evening, bawling, she wants to come home.
I tell her this isn’t her home, she’s never here, and that I’m fed up here. She gives me a sobbing “F__k you”.
She makes me feel so badly that I pick her up.
Tuesday, February 27, 2007:
Maggie is vowing never to leave. Geez.
I tell her that she must enter Haymarket, the Chicago treatment center for addicts, and report to her probation officer as she should. She needs to resolve her violation of probation in Cook County before they put out a warrant for her arrest. A DuPage County warrant may hit soon if she doesn’t resolve that DuPage case. She cannot see past the next five minutes, and never does anything with her life.
If the Cook County warrant hits before she resolves these issues, she heads downstate for seven years, and she’ll have to serve three.
Gia wants to go out to dinner tonight, but I’m stuck with Maggie. Gia wants to go out Saturday night. Damn, I hope I can go.
I take her in because I feel sorry for her, now I’m the one who’s miserable.
Wednesday, February 28, 2007:
Feeling “stuck” with Maggie. She’ll probably disappear soon. She normally does.
