just when you think things can’t get any better…they certainly do. and did.
the extremes that i have experienced in my short little life are pretty interesting. the shitte-est of shitty situations and the loveliest of the best.
i have this newfound ability to write and dream and sleep. and i did sleep dreamingly last night for the first time (in memory!) in my new life (breath breathe breathing free) last night.
i got the dog, moved everything i own and need some kind of help or push or assistance to get it all done. i got a couch and River and I had to take my whole door frame out to get it in my home. i still need a bookcase and a bedframe (i got a posturpedic queen size on friday delivered today) and an entertainment center, tv, and coffee table. I still need to throw some stuff out.
and i have a lovely to spend my time with–a gem of a human..a “for real” gem. I was at one point trying to navigate the rationality of what was right when, am I a total jerk, a heartbreaker, a life spoiler? And I realize…that with feelings there is no such thing as a rule book governing these things. It’s my heart. MY heart. You’re going to tell me what when where and how to feel because I am “acting inappropriately or you’re unhappy” with MY decisions. Nuh-uh, no way, no how. I can definitely confirm I have handled things in the least delicate manner as possible. Simply through avoidance and because I have a meddling gayman and brother of a good friend who decided to give information over to E because they are a little too obsessed with drama. Luckily E came away from that not hating me, but warning me that both of these human beings were not to be trusted, and were far from friends.
Not that I needed any of that confirmed. I don’t like hurting people so I am sad that he is in so much pain because of this. But I am not hiding or lying for anything or anyone right now. I feel like a person for once. But i’ll go into that more later.
as it is now…I am just chillin at my computer at work…doing my own little happy dance. the good stuff I am referring to I didn’t want to stick here…too many other references to tangle.
September 15, 2008 at 5:19 pm
yay! happy dance!
September 15, 2008 at 8:13 pm
yes
it’s true it’s true.
how are you????
September 16, 2008 at 7:37 pm
Re: yes
i’m doing really well. i got to go on a mini-vacation to new jersey. nothing like being someplace totally unlike los angeles to give you a different look at things. it was much appreciated. i feel like i came back much refreshed.
September 15, 2008 at 8:31 pm
In my head I’m immediately like, Holy shit, I can’t believe her friends dicked her over like that. But, then I’m like- Why, why can’t you believe it? That’s what people who are bored do. I don’t get it- why someone would WANT to be part of someone’s drama. I’m sorry but I don’t. I’m interested, sure, in knowing a scoop here and there, but not since high school did I even entertain the idea of being in the MIDDLE of it by being a messenger. Hell, the messenger always gets SHOT!?! And what good can come out of it anyway??? Ugh. Sorry, I’m just annoyed for both you and E because it was no one’s place to get involved like that.
I’m glad you were able to come away from it still on speaking terms at least. I’m happy to hear you’re happy. That’s really all that matters.
September 15, 2008 at 9:05 pm
yeah. I am actually severing all ties with these kids as a result of this shit. I could never talk to either one of these kids ever again and I know I would be ok. I am just sick to death of justifying the head-up-the-assedness. It’s just too much, if you know what I mean.
And it’s not like they were particularly stellar humans beforehand. These are the guys who built the cafe with me. They also managed to run away with hundreds of dollars in cash on the last night because I didn’t ask for it (even though I was owed for a floor I bought)–this was because of my trip and then the seizure delayed my return and memory a bit. So yeah. I’m sure they smoked it or bought video games with it.
We are on loose speaking terms, though I know he doesn’t want to talk or see me ever again right now. Once the anger passes (if ever) maybe we will be friends–for now we just are.
September 15, 2008 at 11:55 pm
Glad things are going well and your feeling better.
Drama, can’t stand it or people that feed off it.
Writing is good, the extra outlet will help, somehow I’ve lost mine right now, this disturbs me.