Sunday, March 10, 2002  12:07pm
Oh fuck me.  You'd think it would be easier for me to update on weekends, but it's not.  I guess I take the freedom of Saturdays and exploit it for all it's worth, leaving me no time to tell you how.  All apologies.

Friday.  Oh.  Friday...I had to work from 2-8:30.  So I was at work, working.  Then Dexter left so I had to go in Box.  Luckily, I brought my trusty Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets (if you don't like it that means you haven't read it and you're a fool).  So the "fours" went by smoothly sans the woman who I really think had never been out of the house before ("Is there a printout of the showtimes"  "There's one in the paper"  "Oh REALLY?!?!?!").  So I was stting there, reading, and I look up and, as if he came out of nowhere, Randy is standing outside the window, looking like a hippie.  I can't say it was like seeing a ghost, because I don't know what thats like and I'd imagine it would be scarier.  But it also wasn't like any time I'd ever seen him.  I dropped my book, which you'd think would be impossible considering it was on the table, and all I could think to say was "hi."  I wanted nothing more than to run out there and hug him an kiss him  but I couldn't.  Not anymore. 

The rest of the day was a bit of a blur.  I remember nervousness.  I remember dropping everything and telling someone that a ticket for one person was fifteen dollars.  I remember her not questioning it. 

I told randy I could see him that night.  He said we would be at visa's.  good.  neutral.

One rush later Nidhi came.  We talked.  We really can be the mopiest people when we get together.  But really who cares?

Awkward.  Now I know what that means.  I did not know how to act.  No clue.  I've never really had an exboyfriend before.  I mean, Forrest, we broke up because it had to be done and we never acted like we were going out anyway so the transition from boyfriend to friend was easy for me.  Until he started being a bitch.
Todd.  Well most of us know the Todd story.  The next time I saw him he was either going to be ignored or I would kill him.  Small hands.
Which brings us to Randy, who has done this a few times more than I have.  Like with Lisa and Monica, who meant a lot more to him than Forrest and Todd did to me.  What the fuck, we're still in love.

I hardly said anything all night.  He asked if I was mad, i said "no."  He asked if he could take me to lunch, I said "yes."  I wasn't mad or anything I just didn't know how to act.  Oh speaking of Forrest I met the illustrious Gavin on Friday, and he looked like he was kind of going out with this girl that is SO FORREST'S TYPE I CAN HARDLY STAND IT!  I mean like, short, chunky, small features.  Woah.  He is so jealous.  Tangent?

So we had lunch Saturday Morning.  Oh wait I forgot Laura's phone call.  I got a call from laura who was very very very drunk and she was being annoying.  Ok so randy and I went to IHOP (where he brings all his exgirlfriends) and we talked.  I feel a lot better now.  I still want to do things I can't do, but at least I feel better.

Then we went bowling.

Then I went to Juila's.  She said she wanted to do someting so I told her to get a manicure and pedicure and she thought she thought of it.  Fool julia, fool. 

Then I went to work, which was uneventful until Julia came and made me really mad at Billy.  In my hate section I have something about how I hate when people don't say what's wrong.  Well the same goes for being mad at someone.  LIke, if you're mad at someone, it is sort of their right to know why.  Because if they care to know, that is so close to being sorry.  And Billy doesn't read this so I really am just saying this in general.  People, don't be dicks.

Alright that's way more than enough.  I will go now.  Not that I believe in this suff (which I will talk about later), my horoscope is so nice today.  I can't link it so I'll just write it:  Aries:  Loss will be recovered;  you gain admirers because of the way you handled adversity.  You will win friends, and some of your fondest hopes, wishes will materialize.

YAY!
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