Wednesday

Nabal drunk ass usual. I've been working on a website I started last year, but felt guilty 'wasting' time. Luckily it's free with my insurance. I keep telling myself, 'people get paid to do this, you are not doing nothing.' Funny, Nabal is rather gruff on the phone, but jovial when he appears in person. Wonder if he's trying to confuse me again or if he realizes what he's doing at all? Went to church like every Wednesday and got home to 2 drunks...as usual. The kitchen trash can so full of beer bottles you can't see the trash beneath, 12oz and 40s. Nabal's breath smells like pure alcohol. I know because everyone fell asleep early and Nabal had driven away in his truck so I decided I'd go on downstairs and get in bed too before he came back. Cuts out a lot of talking to a drunk chatter. As usual he came to the basement to use the bathroom. I'm still trying to figure out why... Returning he tried to find me in the dark to kiss me. Bleck! It's pitch black down here and covers were pulled over my head. He gave up, but I could smell the alcohol. All the main room lights burned out. They are fairly expensive halogen spots so I just haven't bought more. When they were in Nabal would turn the lights on all hours of the night and wake me to drunk talk a bunch of stupid junk. I let the ones that are controlled from the top of the step burn out last year just after I moved down here. I thought that it would deter Nabal from venturing down at night. I was wrong... He will come down here at 4 in the morning when everyone is knocked out just to use the restroom and that does puzzel me.