08-13-2009, 01:27 AM
Andy's horoscope was kinda ironic for me. In a sense i really did find a ruined civilisation. One which had been almost totally forgotten.
Today not only did it turn out that my flatmate (whom i want to die slowly and painfully for completely unrelated reasons that have NOTHING to do with his inablitiy to clean up after himself) is friends with a random i went home with a year ago and had a kinda wacky sexual experience with, which, incidentally, is mortifying enough BUT bebo also reliably informs me that the last guy i slept with (who wasn't someone who was technically off limits, this is such a LONG story i'm trying to cut down) now has a boyfriend. One who, according to my subsequent stalking, makes him happy. This is unacceptable.
Why?? Because he was not very nice to me afterwards and i got stung big time after going out on a limb. And now i've put on nearly two stone and am single and he's HAPPY?? I had busied myself imagining him being torn apart a pack of my angry lesbian friends and i can't even begin to describe the sinking feeling i got seeing a cruel reminder that not only is he still alive, but things are apprently going his way.
So yeah, today i DID discover archaeological ruins, ruins of humiliations i thought i'd risen above.
It's not been nice realising how not over both of these things i am, especially because they probably don't sound that bad. I know i have this tendency to overreact to things and take evrything personally but the latter guy REALLY wasn't very nice.
On a further, somewhat lighter but no less annoying, archaeological note, i've had the Shake 'n' Vac advert in my head all effing day.
All together now..:
Today not only did it turn out that my flatmate (whom i want to die slowly and painfully for completely unrelated reasons that have NOTHING to do with his inablitiy to clean up after himself) is friends with a random i went home with a year ago and had a kinda wacky sexual experience with, which, incidentally, is mortifying enough BUT bebo also reliably informs me that the last guy i slept with (who wasn't someone who was technically off limits, this is such a LONG story i'm trying to cut down) now has a boyfriend. One who, according to my subsequent stalking, makes him happy. This is unacceptable.
Why?? Because he was not very nice to me afterwards and i got stung big time after going out on a limb. And now i've put on nearly two stone and am single and he's HAPPY?? I had busied myself imagining him being torn apart a pack of my angry lesbian friends and i can't even begin to describe the sinking feeling i got seeing a cruel reminder that not only is he still alive, but things are apprently going his way.
So yeah, today i DID discover archaeological ruins, ruins of humiliations i thought i'd risen above.
It's not been nice realising how not over both of these things i am, especially because they probably don't sound that bad. I know i have this tendency to overreact to things and take evrything personally but the latter guy REALLY wasn't very nice.
On a further, somewhat lighter but no less annoying, archaeological note, i've had the Shake 'n' Vac advert in my head all effing day.
All together now..:
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Libra
