Had a bit of a tiff with Daddy today. I found out this morning that He’d suddenly developed plans to go to the movies with His buddy and felt slighted, since going to the movies with Him is something I’ve continually mentioned wanting to do, but every movie I say I want to see ends up being something He goes off and sees without me.

When He got home, I told Him that I was hurt He hadn’t taken the time to let me know that He now had plans, and that I was doubly hurt because He’d gone to see the new Batman movie and I hadn’t even been asked if maybe I might want to see it too. He apologized and said that we’ll go and see Prometheus together (which I’m quite keen to see, being a huge Alien franchise fan and all), and I told Him that from now on, when I call dibs on a movie that I want to see with Him, I bloody well expect that I’ll be seeing it with Him and not finding out that He’s gone to see it without me. Right now, I’ve called dibs on Frankenweenie. I also plan on calling dibs on The Hobbit (and God help me, but if I find out He’s gone to see that and hasn’t at least offered me the opportunity to go along, I will be PISSED).

Another part of why I felt so irritable is because I absolutely HAVE to get my ass back on cam this week, because I’m going to need to find at least $100 between now and the end of the month. (Cell phone bill is $105 minimum payment and that’ll leave me with $35 for the entirety of August if I’m not able to make back some of the money elsewhere.) I’d rather do art, but the replacement nibs for my tablet pen are going to be at least a week in transit (my mom is wonderful and ordered me new ones) and it’s not like anyone’s buying the art anyways. This had me figuring that I wouldn’t be seeing Him until next weekend, since I only have privacy for work during the day (prior to six pm), but He said that He’ll come over in the evening during the week after I’m done with work.

I dunno, maybe it’s just because it’s ridiculously hot, but I am in the most foul of moods right now. All I wanted was to spend the day with Him today, and now I’m stuck at home in a room that feels like a fucking OVEN with nothing to do except maybe work on some drawings and hope that I don’t fuck up my one remaining nib too badly before the replacements come in.