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Monday, March 3, 2008
Its a blaaa kind of day.
I think I have a nasty case of the Monday Bla's. The weekend was rough, spent with me battling either the onset of a cold or allergies from hell, and my mother calling to inform me of all the things I have forgotten to feel guilty about. I can always depend on her to remind me why I should never be happy[rolling eyes].
I am slowly starting to wish I had readers. I am starting to feel a tiny bit silly typing to myself, even though I have spent decades talking to myself without problem. Thing is, I am not so arrogant to assume anyone would really flock to read about my stuffy head, lack of sex, or overbearing mother. LOL I am lucky if I remember this blog for more than a day or two at a time, but maybe if I had people I felt like I was talking to I would be more eager to jump in...or maybe not.
I ended up talking to the man that used to be here over the weekend. That was loads of fun, let me tell you. I had to pretend everything was sunshine and roses, and listen to how different his life is now. It may have been wishful thinking, but I think I sensed a little regret in his tone...I am not even sure why I'd hope for regret on his part, because I am almost positive we are way too far gone to ever even really 'be friends' again. We do have a few strings tying us together indefinitely, but as far as us ever being "us" again...just don't think I have it in me, nor will I ever. There is too much past hurt. Even so, it would feel good if he would feel terrible about it, even a little.
I don't even know what to say, other than AAACCHHOOO!
Yea, I think its a cold. Damn it.
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