I don't like my job. I'm tired a lot, and lonely. I want to go to your school mainly because I need a change of scenery, and I'm kind of hoping to score a rich husband there. Interestingly, though, if history is any predictor, I will probably end up incurring $100k in debt and then marrying/supporting a philandering local bartender anyway. My family is strange. I love them, but they're all crazy and drunk and cry all of the time. By the way, since I'm not a minority, I'd like to state that I'm French like it's an important characteristic integral to my uniqueness...just in case. I used to be smart, but I really did a LOT of drugs in high school. But, I think that somewhere in there is still some intelligence. If I can get through the anxiety disorder, I think I can really blossom.
Friday, August 10, 2007
Life is very long
You know the ex that I mentioned in last Friday's post about Moose, below? The last time that I had spoken to her was around Christmas last year, when she was back in town visiting her family, and we talked about maybe meeting up and catching up, but she ended up flaking. I haven't actually seen this girl since December of 2004. She left me to go to grad school September of that year. I remember when she was writing her personal statement for grad school (business), she sent me this as her first draft:
I liked her a lot. She made me laugh. Well last night, I was getting a beer at the Pub with my friend the Kaiser, and we were talking about old flames. As serendipity/God having a sense of humor/luck would have it, she called. She had been drinking and wanted to "drink alone, together" with me. She was pretty nostalgic about what we had back in the day, and it was good to hear from her. She told me she was getting married in Maui on the 18th. The conversation didn't fuck me up like I had thought it would. I only hope her husband treats her like she deserves to be treated. The test of love, I've found, does not come when you're together with someone. It comes when you part ways, and realize that in spite of "breaking up" the love is still there. Again, our relationship was several years ago, and time heals these things, and the call did not impact me as I feared it would, but still . . . .
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That is the best intro letter I ever read. Talk about honesty - LOL! This was a good post. I enjoyed it. I have exes who I see sometimes and some whom I have not talked to in ages and probably never will again. But I realize that love is a weird thing. I "know" I loved these people at the time, but now I look back and think, what the hell was I thinking of with him! Of course I wish them all the best and to be sad that they are no longer with me! I am a little evil! LOL!
Kjen – you’re are crazy, but so am I, Slobby got married, and I was happy to see it happen, but its kind of different b-suzz I hate him, and often wish for him to be attacked by evil leprechauns.
It's good Jack that it didn’t affect you are, means you in a good place, and can still appreciate and be supportive.
Thanks, ladies. I'm convinced y'all are my only readership. And that's OK, too. Hope you're having a good friday!
You should get www.statmeter.com... :) or www.sitemeter.com they are free... its tells who who and when nd where people hit your site.... you wikll have TX all over it if you get it.
you may now have stat meter but sill no AOL link or email.... how no one can get ahold of ya. I hope the stat meter does ya good!
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