{{{CutiePie}}} - ramble and cry all you need to. We love you. If he’s too stoopit to treat you right, you’ll be better off without him.
:: hugs for Pie ::
{{{{{Pie}}}}}
I’m so sorry. It sucks that doing the right thing sometimes has to hurt so much. We’re here for you, no matter what.
I’m now working on Martini #2 (well, they’re a quasi-Manhattan, actually… but it’s in a martini glass, so whatev). The Boy is working late, so I think I’ll just veg in front of the boob toob for a while and eat some leftover Indian food.
A friend I haven’t heard from in over 10 yrs just added me on Facebook. Poor girl, life never handed her much of a good hand and it sounds like she’s had one hell of a ride since we last spoke. It’s nice to know she’s still alive and (mostly) well, though… part of me worried that she’d end up dead in a ditch someday.
Thanks.
He just called me. We talked for a little bit and are going to talk again tomorrow. There was one important point that I wanted to clarify and didn’t get the chance but I’m sitting on my hands trying to not call him back.
{{{CutiePie}}}
Maybe he’ll have enough sense to realize you need to come first. Come in here and cry, complain, bitch, moan, whatever all you want.
Have some more hugs, Pie. Also, what swampy said.
GT
Incidentally, since I know you would want to know - I bought a new purse today because the strap on my old one was about to let go.
**swampy ** - you got a PM! 
I love spring rain, when I’m safely inside and have nowhere to go. I hope my daisies don’t all get knocked down.
I PMed back. I am intrigued.
Send some of that rain down heah! We need it!
I responded to the intrigue. And now, I’m off to get drugged and sleepified!
I got some mad skillz y’all! I’ll elaborate more when MOOOOOOM next graces our presence.
ETA: First on six! I rule tonight!
[Maxwell Smart] Missed it by that much [/MS]
Swampy - I’m a very good actress. I can play the part of an adorable 17 year old. Just ask me. (of course, it’d have to be a radio play because, well, you know… :shrug: )
Pie - Yay for sundae bars!
Udderan dat, I got nuthin’
Update about my roommate situation, for any who are interested.
Cloud Maiden replied to my last email by saying never mind, that I should forget she’d ever brought it up, and that she’d pay June rent. And that she hoped this experience would move us past being “female friends” and closer to being “buddies.”
I don’t even know anymore.
At least she’s paying the rent?
I wanna sundae!!!
:dubious: With friends like her, you won’t need any enemies. I’d string her along for a time and then distance yourself–oh, yeah, Korea comes in real handy about now.
And btw, the search feature on the SDMB sucks dead donkey dick. It is horrible, horrible, horrible. The “time out” which punishes you for their lame search abilities–everything about it. Grrrr.
(can you tell I’ve been looking for something and can’t find it? It’s not a hard thing at all–I want to see if there was a thread on Walk the Line, the film about Johnny Cash. Forget it. It’s not worth the effort). :rolleyes:
I smell mildew in the house–augh! :eek:
Rigs, I loved “Walk the Line.” Have the movie and the soundtrack.
Search feature is working fine for me…oldest thread first…
WTF?? Can I have some of the drugs CM is on?
I’d tell her ok - the kind of buddies that live across the country from each other and never talk again.
RE: CM
What they said!
Sorry, I get first dibs.
MBG, across the world would do nicely. Mwaahaha.
I don’t care anymore. If I have to see her again (which I might, I suppose . . . I wonder if she’s thinking about coming down to Chicago for our alumni weekend?) I’ll be civil, but there is no way in hell I’m going to actively maintain this supposed “buddy” friendship.
I had lunch with my godmother today, and of course my mom has already told her what little I revealed of The Guy and me. My godparents are actually much more liberal than my parents, which is weird considering they’re such good friends. Anyway, she was very supportive, and just said that I shouldn’t sell myself short (I think I said something about how happy I was that The Guy wanted to visit me all the way over in Korea and meet my parents, and she was like “Darling, that’s nothing to be happy over - that’s what should be EXPECTED of him if he wants to keep you!”).
I should eat something. My eating patterns have gotten all out of whack for some reason. I can’t finish more than half of anything at one sitting.