Things are not what they seem.
Seems I owe someone a few beers.
In other news, the visit went well. I guess. Beth felt a little slighted because they folks were showing up. Oh well. But...
Tonight she came over again. She asked me yesterday if I had time, and conveniently slipped in a request. Could I watch her 2 cats while she was gone for 9 days, beginning this Saturday? I should have asked why Frank (the new man) couldn't do it. She devotes enough of her time to him that we can no longer be friends, but can't watch her cats? But instead, the sucker said yes.
Did I ever mention that while we were still dating (after a year or so) she suddenly decided we shouldn't have sex because she might get pregnant? Maybe I should have taken it as a sign.
So that's that. During her latest visit, she bought me Chinese food and brought over an early birthday cake from my favorite bakery. What a bitch. I was really and truly hoping she'd forget. But why? So I would have something to hold against her? Maybe. Was it so that I wouldn't have to deal with her being nice to me? Definitely. I don't like it anymore. I wish she would stop. I was actually beginning to be good with her not calling or being in my life. Weird. I should tell her this somehow.
She told me tonight that Frank is going to go away soon to train for Special Forces. He's a Ranger now. Like I am supposed to be thrilled or impressed? Sure, the guy fights for my rights. Good for him. I appreciate and respect everyone who does. It's not that I don't. But she says it like her dating him makes her a better person, you know? Like I should be proud of her for stumbling into him. Whatever. I bet when he leaves, I get more phone calls from her. I already like him less, just because that might happen. But I never knew him. Is this "less than zero" in my life right now? I like him less than nothing, but don't have any bad feelings towards him. Weird.
OK. I gotta go to bed, before I put both feet into my mouth and begin to cramp up. Nite.
-Rich
In other news, the visit went well. I guess. Beth felt a little slighted because they folks were showing up. Oh well. But...
Tonight she came over again. She asked me yesterday if I had time, and conveniently slipped in a request. Could I watch her 2 cats while she was gone for 9 days, beginning this Saturday? I should have asked why Frank (the new man) couldn't do it. She devotes enough of her time to him that we can no longer be friends, but can't watch her cats? But instead, the sucker said yes.
Did I ever mention that while we were still dating (after a year or so) she suddenly decided we shouldn't have sex because she might get pregnant? Maybe I should have taken it as a sign.
So that's that. During her latest visit, she bought me Chinese food and brought over an early birthday cake from my favorite bakery. What a bitch. I was really and truly hoping she'd forget. But why? So I would have something to hold against her? Maybe. Was it so that I wouldn't have to deal with her being nice to me? Definitely. I don't like it anymore. I wish she would stop. I was actually beginning to be good with her not calling or being in my life. Weird. I should tell her this somehow.
She told me tonight that Frank is going to go away soon to train for Special Forces. He's a Ranger now. Like I am supposed to be thrilled or impressed? Sure, the guy fights for my rights. Good for him. I appreciate and respect everyone who does. It's not that I don't. But she says it like her dating him makes her a better person, you know? Like I should be proud of her for stumbling into him. Whatever. I bet when he leaves, I get more phone calls from her. I already like him less, just because that might happen. But I never knew him. Is this "less than zero" in my life right now? I like him less than nothing, but don't have any bad feelings towards him. Weird.
OK. I gotta go to bed, before I put both feet into my mouth and begin to cramp up. Nite.
-Rich
posted by Rich at 11/17/2005 09:39:00 PM
5 Comments:
Why yes, yes you do owe me a few beers...They are opening up this nice little Irish pub here thatll serve Guinness on tap with NOS instead of CO2..The proper way ya know. Still cant chew it like you do in the UK but hey itll be closer than anything Ive had recently...
Uhh yes the old ex crap line so you will be her fall back boy. Bring him things that he loves and feel hurt because he didnt pay the right sort of attention to me. Because I know that deep down inside he will take me back in an instant because he loves me so even thru all of the crap I put him thru....
WHY WHY WHY DO WOMEN DO THAT THING?
More and more Ive come to realize that I should have been a guy lol. That "Oh help me" thing doesnt last very long with me. Yes the pain will stay. But to be a maiden in distress for very long drives me crazy...
A little tale of one of my great goonie adventures (So my mom calls them...)
Driving back from Primm, Nevada to Colorado (My son went to stay with my dad for the summer) one year. I was in between Primm and Vegas. My tire EXPLODES..like literally. My mom was with me. She tells me we should wait for AAA. Uhh what? Its a tire.."mom Im the oldest of 3 girls, Im dads only son. Im gonna smoke then change that damn thing" She still tells me I have larger balls than most men she knows. Yea Maiden in distress doesnt suit me. Maybe I was Joan of Arc in my past life.....
Maidens in distress suck, anyway. Well, they do. But that's not what I mean. I like the way you hit the nail on the head with Beth. Incidentally, she has called almost every day since she was gone, under the guise of checking in on her animals. Hmmm...couldn't be that her family are up to their old tricks and mind games, could it? And she really only ever had one close friend she could tell anything to. I love it. I really do, that's the sick part. I like helping, regardless of all the shit and torment I get put through. What an idiot. I should have been born many years ago. I wouldn't want to be a female. No way. I'd end up tearing some guy's heart out and crapping on it, and them convincing him that he should still like me. Yup. Gotta play the game, right? Anyway, I am off to bed. Last night at this age. Should feel special...
-Rich
Hey now some men do the same thing too. Take "Scaredy cat boy". I dont call for a week cause Im the one who is sick and tired of being the one who calls and being the one who is making the effort. Yea well guess who called last night cause he was feeling guilty. And guess who is the one who jumped to be right there with him...trust me Im an idiot too. Specially when I know that what is left of the heart I have is going to get crapped and stepped on and Ill be the one in tears cleaning up the mess again. And then we have "Said boy" who wants to buy me off. OYE... One thing I can say for "green eyed boy" is that he honest in what he wants but I dont want just THAT. I doomed to walk this life alone I just know it. BLAH cant I just learn to be heartless?
Did you see what video I have up on my blog? lol
Cause I know you are running a Mac that doesnt like my video code its DMB, grey street. Thats about how I feel...
Oh, I got all my Mac crap worked out. Took a little nerding, but I got it. Heartlessness....that would be fun for a bit. Well, maybe not. It sounds easy. Maybe that's the thing that intrigues me. I don't think I would like it. It's not a struggle. Where's the fun in that?!?! Damn, my head really is screwed up.
-Rich
Ive tried being heartless it doesnt work. I just dont think its in me. Id be afraid Id turn into a whore or something...
Oh remember "said boy" from my other blog? Mr. "Ill always love you and wont give up on you" HA guess what? He tells me last night that he has to pay for an abortion...dumb dumb dumb dumb...Where do I find these men?
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