Fraying at the Edges

Still no contact from Nocturne. I hate myself kind of for having done it, and I kind of hate him for making me feel like I had to do it, but I tried to text him last night, and haven't gotten a response to that either. So now I've been talking with Brash as a mutual friend and because I hate how antsy I'm becoming about this. Whenever he shows up again, we really are going to need to talk about setting expectations.

Apparently Max and I had a misunderstanding and he's actually going to be here next Tuesday. That means I came into the office kinda-sorta for no reason today, though I probably would have come in today anyway. However, it also means that his time here is going to conflict with the work-thing that I wouldn't be comfortable missing. Not sure how this is going to work out.

I'd somehow scheduled both a dentist and eye doctor appointment to both be on the day of the work-thing as well, so I had to reschedule both of those, and now they're a day apart from each other. Erk.