Alas, I suck, and still no call from my beloved. Tomorrow will be one week. Let's see how long it lasts. FUCK FUCK FUCK - I am sooo lame.
Someone in my real life posed a question to me this morning in regard to Dr. Egypt
"If you were apart from Zoe, would you wait two weeks to call her?"
I love you and I will never call you again.
I love you and I will never call you again.
I love you and I will never call you again.
I love you and I will never call you again.
I love you and I will never call you again.
I'm trying not to get discouraged, but I just am.
Of course this question was posed by one of the now THREE (yeah count 'em three) men who are trying to get into my pants. His name is Mr. Jackass.
The guy was making me feel like shit about my relationship and I find that all I do is defend myself. Aimee, I hear ya loud and clear. Our worlds are too alike sometimes.
Mr. Jackass also was insinuating that Dr. E is fucking around on me. That if he said it was ok to go to dinner with another guy, that he's probably doing just the same. That he's probably not that busy. That if he loved me he would....
SHUT THE FUCK UP ALREADY. IT'S HARD ENOUGH HAVING A LONG DISTANCE RELATIONSHIP WITHOUT EVERYONE MAKING YOU FEEL LIKE AN ASSHOLE ABOUT IT.
[aside]
to Mr. Birthday Dick. He told me that a guy will pretty much say anything to get into your pants. "it is easy to say that stuff if your a guy trying to get in the pants of someone."
I need to remember that. Mr. John Doe is still full court press. I must resist that fucking french. I can't take it.
I hung up on Mr. Jackass this morning, and that was in tune with the rest of the day. I started off this journal without meds, but am now seriously considering it. I don't think I'm depressed, but who knows, maybe the meds could HELP ME GET A FUCKING LIFE.
Mr. Jackass sent me a PM later apologizing. He said he didn't think he was being rude.
Mr. Jackass: I just said who are you trying to convince. you know what your relationship is. what I think shouldnt matter at all
deb_u_: well obviously i stopped feeling the need to convince you, so i hung up on your dumbass
sigh
ok, I'm going home. I'm going to go see my zoe. this will make me very happy.
Someone remind next monday when I'm not up to my ears in work to scan the picture of Zoe at the ranch with Mo, our friends dog. It is incredibly cute.
gah! Almost bewitching hour. gotta hit the traffic.
tomorrow I'll tell you about the weight loss contest they have at work. it's so gay.
I gave in and am going to do it.
I'm sucky like that.
and maybe I'll head back to the gym. I'll pretend I'm thorn, stud biker chick.