Disclaimer: Damn, again, this just isn't mine. So not fair. Hehe.
Notes: Love to you all, and thank you again. These last five entries are dedicated to my baby girl. I love you. Enjoy!
Roger's Journal (Don't touch, Mark!)
May 18
Mark is such a sucker… still. No matter what, he will be at Maureen's beck and call. Whenever she gets into a fight with Joanne, or Joanne is having trouble with their equipment, she calls him, and he goes. Mo just started working on a new protest yesterday, and called him over to ask his opinion on it. Of course, he'll tell her it was wonderful, cuz she's wonderful, and she'll smile, and get all excited cuz Mark always knew the right thing to say to her. Then she'll look over at Joanne, who'll probably be fuming cuz her girlfriend is all over her ex yet again, and glare, and get angry.
Grow up already. I mean, shit. Joanne, you're a grown woman, with a childish girlfriend. You should expect this already. Mo's never gonna change, and Mark's always gonna be there to help her, no matter what. She's got him wrapped around her little finger, and he knows it, but can't seem to break free from it.
Oh, I started a new song. Well, sorta. It's a rock ballad, much like the eighties hair bands used to do, though not as cheesy. I haven't quite decided who this song is about, but in a way it combines Mark, April, and Mimi in it. Like certain parts you can tell are about each.
Have I mentioned I miss Mimi? Yeah, I really do. She was so different from April, but at the same time exactly the same. Of course, I never loved her as much as I loved April, but she was still my girl, and I did love her. We had plans for the summer. We had been talking about buying a car and taking a trip to Santa Fe. She wanted to see what was so special about it. Why I went there to get away. I told her there was nothing special about it, except that it was just far away from here. Far away from her, and from Benny, and with Angel's death, everything just hit me at once, and since Angel was the one who helped me get through all my problems with Mimi, it was just hard to deal with everything. She understood, thankfully, and it made it so much easier, not to mention a load off my chest.
I really did love her…
Mark and I have been going out a lot more lately, which surprises me, since I had no plans of leaving the house for a while. I guess I really do miss going out. We hit all my old hangouts, and get drunk. Well, I get drunk, he'll have a drink or two, but not much more than that. If I didn't know Mark any better, I'd think he was trying to get me drunk enough to have sex again, but I know Mark's not that maniacal.
Well, this one is definitely gonna be short, cuz I've got to get some sleep, since Mark's taking me to breakfast in the morning. Oh god, I have to be a morning person tomorrow. Ugh! Ever since he got his job, he's been making pretty good money, which is a good thing, seeing as we're the only ones in the loft now, though he's been talking about putting out an ad for at least one roommate. And to think, that's how it all started.