Twatting Around At Work...
Sort of anticipating...sort of depressed. Recent revelation in the last two years of NOT being 21 anymore.
He called. I won. And I let it go to voice mail. Then I got his voice mail. Proof once again that every guy has a different allotment of days, hours, minutes before calling. I feel like a dumbass and am quite sure I have no longer won. ROUND THREE.
Managed to see Preston, Brent, Amy, Jenn, Maria, Emily Mcfuckingsomething, Dustin Inginger("Was he always that anorexic?"), Ryan from down the street. Nicole saw Laura Jackson at Olivius before I arrived. I was sure she had fallen off the face of the earth into a heroin induced haze, but alas she lives and she apparently still looks strung out. Sad for her.
Brent and I were talking about the differences between chicks and guys on seeing someone who you haven't seen in years and feeling wretched about said meeting. For guys, it's all about the level of "success" the other male has attained....which has merrit for the most part, but not us chicks. Yes, when I speak to someone who is already doing what I want to be doing it sucks, but mostly I concentrate on their physical status. For instance, ran into a girl last night who I grew up with . This girl is exactly my age, has popped out two illegitimate children from different fathers, works at Stonewood, but has recently gotten thin and looks generally great....and I feel like the lesser of the two. I mean, really, how did I get this twisted?
He called. I won. And I let it go to voice mail. Then I got his voice mail. Proof once again that every guy has a different allotment of days, hours, minutes before calling. I feel like a dumbass and am quite sure I have no longer won. ROUND THREE.
Managed to see Preston, Brent, Amy, Jenn, Maria, Emily Mcfuckingsomething, Dustin Inginger("Was he always that anorexic?"), Ryan from down the street. Nicole saw Laura Jackson at Olivius before I arrived. I was sure she had fallen off the face of the earth into a heroin induced haze, but alas she lives and she apparently still looks strung out. Sad for her.
Brent and I were talking about the differences between chicks and guys on seeing someone who you haven't seen in years and feeling wretched about said meeting. For guys, it's all about the level of "success" the other male has attained....which has merrit for the most part, but not us chicks. Yes, when I speak to someone who is already doing what I want to be doing it sucks, but mostly I concentrate on their physical status. For instance, ran into a girl last night who I grew up with . This girl is exactly my age, has popped out two illegitimate children from different fathers, works at Stonewood, but has recently gotten thin and looks generally great....and I feel like the lesser of the two. I mean, really, how did I get this twisted?