Man, oh man. You know what gets me? I get all upset, I feel like a failure, Iím spoken to in a condescending manner, like Iím a retarded child, and then I find out that I didnít do anything wrong in the first place. Upset turns to indignation. Shame turns to anger. People really piss me off.
Getting over it, though I swear to god, if one more lawyer smiles and tells me in a patronizing tone of voice something that I already know, my hot tea is going to ďaccidentallyĒ spill on some poorly-made-up face.
Itís FRIDAY! AGAIN! I love these. Hmm, whatís going on this weekend... a social, a birthday party, a wedding, a family birthday, some things at the park, ooh, with all of these events, I still have this feeling that it wonít be as good as it was last weekend. All the more reason to try and make it great - competition. Always trying to do better. Thatís a good thing, right? I still havenít talked to my sister, except for that time the other day when she called me at work. She called me for direction somewhere, and I was happy to hear her voice, but being busy at the office, I gave her a number to call so that she could get the directions herself.
She cursed at me, screamed at me, and hung up on me. "I ASKED for the fucking directions, not the fucking number! I have the fucking number! What the FUCK!" Click. That was Wednesday. I havenít heard from her since. Unfortunate, that. Iím assuming that at this point I shouldnít feel any sort of obligation to celebrate her birthday this weekend. At some point, I have to detach myself, or else Iím going to be a miserable wretch. Almost as sad as she is. I had lunch with my mother yesterday, that was nice. Itís good to see her now and then, just enough time for us to be happy, not enough time for us to drift into old habits, bad feelings. It was lovely and wonderful, and sheís doing great. That makes me happy.
Last night I went to dinner with My s, downtown, Cafť Sevilla, tapas and sangria. Yummy! How I love to torture My things. Iím still trying to figure out a way to post these pictures online, mass-show-and-tell. Pictures I took of things that I did. Things that I did to one of My things. Hee hee hee. Iím a quick learner. Oh, My sweet, sweet thing.
Alright, back to work. I have all kinds of shit I need to do. Make it a great weekend! Iíll give you a dollar if you can prove that itís better than MINE. Donít get your hopes up.