Last night, I got in a one-sentence fight with my roommate. He read something on my livejournal that was about him. I had been blowing off steam, and unbeknownst to me, he knew I had a livejournal. The one sentence fight consisted of:
Him: “I don’t want to start a fight with you, but f*** you!”
Me: “Ok, f*** you, too.”
Then the IM with a cut and paste of what I said appeared on my monitor.
He then left, and went out to dinner with the one person left in town who will listen to me when I’m sad and need an ear to bend. I have since changed most of my entries so they’re “friends only” view.
I am in the process of phasing out my “best” friend, because she’s a bitter and unfriendly person. So, I can’t go to her to moan about anything. She’s the type that if I start to talk about problems in my life, it instantly turns into how her life is so much worse, and I should be pitying her instead of being upset by my current events. :rolleyes:
I have a head cold. A nasty, gross, disgusting head cold. And I feel like crap, but I can’t take any time off, because I have to use what little of my vacation time I have next week to go see my boyfriend. And my one work friend who I can gripe to is out today, because he has interviews to get into med school. I’ve had my fingers crossed for him all morning.
I am so sick of living in this town. I cannot wait to move to Baltimore. Yes, I know that moving to a new town does nothing but change the scenery, but at least I’ll be in a position to make new friends. I don’t feel like I belong here at all anymore.
Yeah, my problem is that the roomie is one of my closest friends here. It sucks. I feel like everyone is falling out of my life at a rapid pace. And Boyfriend will probably be sad the day I lose what he considers a “southern accent”. (I totally do not have an accent.)
The only good thing that’s happened to me in the past month is that I got a copy of Anna Held and the Birth of Ziegfeld’s Broadway in the mail yesterday. Still haven’t started on the Kay Kendall book, but when it came in, I thought, well, this was written first, so I’ll read this first.
Hang in there, Skerri - you know it’s going to get better, and I don’t just mean the part about getting to meet me! A good friend once pointed out that downs are pretty much always balanced by ups. So try not to dwell on where you are and concentrate more on where you’ll be soon. And have some chocolate!
FCM, Baltimore is looking better and better every day. I’m working more on getting some cold medicine, but maybe some homemade hot chocolate would help me once I get home. This next weekend is going to be a blast, and I’ve even got Boyfriend excited about meeting everyone there.
Eve, she’s definitely a hottie! I think she looks pretty sassy in her author’s picture, all jaunty angles and flippy hair. She looks fabulous.
I still don’t think I’ll ever get the Bawlmer accent down. Boyfriend doesn’t have much of one, thank goodness! But I’m from the South, so I’m perpetually calling people “honey” as opposed to “hon”.
On a good note, I do have a doctor’s appointment at 2:45. The last available appointment of the day, so that I can get some medication for this cold and knock it completely out before the Mega-Birthday-Fest.
Yeah about all that on the book about that Held chick and the babe author, but the cover is such a hideous shade of pink. How could anyone be associated with a travesty like that?
It just clicked together that FCM and Skerri, two of my favorite Dopers that I met on my sailing trip, will both be moving north to Maryland soon, so I may get to see them without traipsing all over the southland. Yay!
Skerri, I’m sorry you feel crappy. I think there’s some nasty yucko cold floating around, a couple of my profs are froggy too. It’s pretty amusing to see them all dopey on meds and lecturing about stats. I hope you feel better soon! Hopefully before you leave, anyways … have a great trip. In case I don’t find a thread to say this in later, good luck and have fun in your new location!
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Big hugs, Skerri… sometimes this stuff happens because it makes it easier to leave.
May sound weird, but as a former Army brat, I know what I’m talking about. Can’t count the number of times I fought with good friends very close to moving.
What on earth did you say about your roomie. I would still leave the journal open and put your OP in it.
The thing is that I’m sure your friends are going to miss you and some people when they think a friendship is going to end like this will do some mean things just to try and have some control of the breakup.
Awww… Thanks you guys. I still haven’t spoken to the roomie, because he hasn’t come home yet. I guess he thinks that I can’t stand being around him.
Zebra, I was venting some steam, and I said that I was tired of being a maid and being the only one who paid bills around here. He has an apartment in Atlanta, but he’s been here for a month. We’ve both had friends in town, but his friends have been here for a month. I just want some time alone, and I guess that’s what he’s giving me.
And the whole best friend thing is totally out of whack. She seems to be trying so hard to be my friend, but she’s completely negative when it comes to anything dealing with Boyfriend. I just can’t take the negativity any more.
Thanks for all your kind words. It’s responses like these that make me keep coming back to this place.
Skerri – nothing will cheer you up like getting out the glitter pens and the doilies and the lace and the other stuff from the dollar store – I happen to know for a fact that you’ve got valentines to make! And a whole bunch to look forward to!
“Ok, f*** you, too.”
A good friend once pointed out that downs are pretty much always balanced by ups. So try not to dwell on where you are and concentrate more on where you’ll be soon. And have some chocolate!