I haven't written much of anything in this blog as of late, if not just because I've been so busy. The other reason is, I've frankly been so frustrated, that I have no desire to even think about everything that's been going on.
For starters, things at the tower have just gotten worse and worse. At the beginning of the month, it was becoming painfully obvious that Roy wasn't just avoiding contact with me, but everyone on his own team. At first I assumed it was just me and had my 'assumptions' confirmed when he deliberately turned back down a hall to avoid crossing paths with me. But, on later mentioning it to Garth, he told me that Roy had just been avoiding conversation in general. Keeping what exchanges he had to make uncomfortably short and constantly giving off a "shut up" vibe. This attitude of his has been getting progressively worse and worse since he and Donna broke up. ...I'm having a hard time believing that it's just because of that, though...their relationship from what I saw didn't seem this... I don't know what the word would be. I've been up almost 48 hours, my brain isn't completely with me since the coffee's wearing off.
Either way, I don't understand that boy. ...moving on.
The Gotham Inquirer asked Bruce to do an article on Jason a few days ago. Amazing how they think enough time has passed for that to be appropriate. I didn't get to hear the entire conversation, but, they want to know more about his life before Bruce adopted him. ...and people say -I- pry.
I'm not really sure what else there is to cover. Lune's back at the manor for the week because she needs a change from Fourside and I think Gar was going to spend Wednesday through Saturday over here, too, if Victor will let him. I hope he does. It will be nice to have the three of us together again. Maybe we can go do something to help get our mind off ...things.
