
Mr. Pisces and I were supposed to do dinner at his place last night... WE were going to cook together (new one for me). I called and couldn't get him... over and over again. I did go by his place but the car wasn't there. He called around 10pm and said I should have come to the door as he let his renter take the car. He said it was stupidity on my part to make the assumption he wasn't home and not knock on the door as he expected me. Abruptly ended the conversation and would not take my calls thereafter I was already hurt by the fact I didn't think he was home and we had plans... add insult to injury! So, in my huffy state I went over to his place, he wouldn't answer the door. So I tapped on his window. Still nothing - despite I could hear him telling his dog to hush. His renter came out for a smoke and I went in. Mr. Pisces asked what the hell I was doing and told me to leave... I said 'fine, sorry' he said 'you should be'. I called at 6:30 this morning and again at 9am. Nadda. Now, I don't know what to think or do. Everything has been going so wonderful and it just all came crumbling down.












