Dena, I saw your comment asking about the warden and remembered an event that I meant to write about. So, in answer: yes, April is jealous of my relationship, and Lord knows that she's vocal about how she feels.

Last Friday night after a pleasant trip to the mall [in which I dropped $90 on a bottle of perfume among other things], I came home to find a message waiting for me from LibraryBoy. We hadn't talked all day, not even on MSN, and he was anxious to see me.

Now, becaue April's in a delicate state of mind right now, I've been going up to his room to hang out for fear of what would happen if he came down here. But last Friday night, I'd had enough, and told him to come down. I went into the kitchen to tell April, and was met with a scowl.

//Is he coming down here? WHY can't you go up there?//

I calmly explained that this is my room too, and that I wanted to spend time with my boyfriend in MY room. She did her usual stomp-off-and-slam-the-bedroom-door routine that she does when she's pissed.

He came down, we watched a movie, made out during The Hour and Jon Stewart, and called it a night. I walked him to the door, and just after we kissed I heard a loud WHAP!!! from April's room.

The next day, around dinner time, when she was finally speaking again, April told me that she was upset with LibraryBoy being down here, and that in the future could we always hang out in his room? THE FUCK?! What about all those nights that Fuckwit spent here, or those weekends when he came to visit? I didn't like having him around, but I shut up because I knew it would piss her off if I said something. Jesus. It turns out that the previous night she'd flipped out, thrown a tantrum in her room, chucked something at the door, and then collapsed in a heap and cried herself to sleep.

I know the breakup of her and Fuckwit was hard, but c'mon. And yes, my boyfriend is disturbingly amazingly great, but suck it up! Just be happy for me! And the kicker is that her friend Brandon wants to be her fuck buddy, and she's all excited that she'll have someone to come sleep in her bed with her. So she can have a guy over, but I can't?

Thank deity she's gone home for Easter and won't be back until Monday. LibraryBoy and I played sleepover last night, and it was waaaay better to wake up and see him in the morning than April's angry face.