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Blog Thread III : Look Who's Blogging Now
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--- Quote from: Liz on 14 Jul 2010, 10:43 ---Alright, who's gonna crash this wedding with me?
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ME! It'd be like a Bostocon 1.0 reunion since it's in January!
...I wonder if the person doing karaoke will be that dude Eed snogged. If so, that'd be hilarious.
Dazed:
Congratulations Jon and Rachel!
Blog Thread, life is pretty decent I guess? I seem to have completely fucked up my circadian rhythm again though. Oh well.
Patrick:
Dear blerg,
Instead of having a good time hanging out with my lady I instead chose to wallow in self-hatred and self-pity. She chose to try to talk me out of it. I chose to ignore the nice things she said to me.
It shouldn't be her goddamn job to talk me back up. It wasn't my idea to start seeing each other in the first place, and I should've just said "No I can't see you, because I'm too busy hating myself and I will never be happy so I think I should spare you." It's been less than a month since I even met her, she's already doing things she shouldn't ever feel the need to do. I never asked for this. Shit, I never asked for anything more than her number, and only so we could work on music together.
God damn you Patrick why do you have such blind disregard for the things you know you should do? I fucking hate myself, and better, I'm dragging somebody worthwhile down with me.
ijrgimrtm,
Me
öde:
Re: Pat
Emaline:
So my mom is a stupid cunt and recently posted this on a webboard:
(All edits by my are done in () and are bolded.)
Sooo last night while I was at the grocery the pastor(Pastor Dave. A man she went to high school with, who she has recently got in touch with, who was at one point on his way to becoming a pastor, and now sends her messages on facebook that start out with "hey naughty girl")kept texting me about meeting him sometime, he is worried about my soul I think.
When I get a new text my phone plays the beginning of DTE(DTE is a Pearl Jam song, and Eddie Vedder is the singer), you know when Eddie screams, so every time I would get a text my phone would do that and everyone would look at me. I finally said just call me.
We set up a time to meet. I ask the hubby is it works for him, he says yes.
I just now get an email from the hubby that he is watching Lady Gagas trucks(My dad works two jobs to support my mom and their kids. One is a computer guy for a college, the other is security for various events) from Friday 8pm until Saturday 8am. I was supposed to meet the pastor at 8am for breakfast.
So the hubby basically said my plans aren't important(Meeting some dude so you can fuck him behind your husband's back not as important as making sure your kids have food? How absurd!). He doesn't have to work every time they call him(but we all understand why he does.). AND he's working the show that night so he would be working all night Friday and come home for a few hours and then work all night Saturday and be an ass all day Sunday.
I'm pissy. And tired since I haven't slept the past two nights. Tonight should be fun.
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Currently, I'm resisting the urge to walk over to IL so I can stab her repeatedly in the face, and thinking that maybe I should just respond to her post with this picture:
But I think either one would send her to her bed for a few weeks.
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