This is not an actual journal for any of the people listed here. Nor will it ever be. This is a journal for my muses.
The people you'll see here include Amazing Red, James Storm, Haylee Jacobs [OC], Frankie Kazarian, Trent Barreta, Tina Corino [OC], Sierra Hickenbottom [OC], Rydell Borden [OC], Scotty Rechsteiner [OC], Alex Shelley, Evan Bourne, Danielle Brooks [OC], Ariana Hart [OC], Regina Ellington [OC], Jayden Black [OC], Crimson, Edge, Cody Rhodes, and probably others I can't remember.
January 21, 2012
Last night, Jer and I decided to watch the new PWG Fear DVD. We had gotten a copy, well they were gonna give us two but we decided to let Max have the other, and decided to watch it since we wanted to see how good or bad our matches were. We watched his first since it was going to take longer, and it was more brutal. Figured my match would be a nice way to ease back down. Boy was I wrong.
We had just finished his match and we were starting up mine. Now, in our profession, it's not hard to have really sexual looking matches. Sometimes we just land in awkward positions. I never realized how much of that was in my match with Roddy. Yeah, I call him Roddy. Anyways, we were watching and all of that stuff stood out to us. Slowly but surely Jer started getting really annoyed over it. It's not like I had any control over it when it happened, it just did.
By the time my match was done, Jer was fuming. He left me alone in the living room to the watch the rest of the show by myself while he went for a walk to calm down. I didn't finish the show; I just turned it off and tried to go to bed. Problem was, he wasn't back by then. He wasn't back two hours later. I started to get worried but I couldn't go after him, I couldn't leave Jess at home. And speaking of Jess, it's like she knew something was wrong. She woke up screaming and crying, and wouldn't let me leave her room until she fell asleep.
I know Jer and I had a lot of problems the other day. I know he found out about my depression and my drinking habits coming back, but that doesn't mean he needs to run off and stay out late just because he's upset. It bothers me, it bothers Jess. It was a very selfish thing to do. Thankfully, he came back a few hours later and found me asleep in Jess' bed. He woke me up and took me back to our bed, which is a lot more comfortable than a bed built for a kid. I woke up before him this morning, and tied him to the headrest so he can't run off anymore. I suspect he won't like it, but tough.
I don't like being abandoned, especially after something as stupid as a few sexual positions in a wrestling match. Quite honestly, I'm surprised he didn't get upset at the show or after. I guess, looking back, he must have been tired, as was I, and didn't have the energy. I guess now was his chance to get upset, and he abandoned us over it.
And he says I'm the troublemaker. As if.
Amazing Reddy