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i think it's kind of sad that my best friend *ahem DANIELLE* has dissappeared off the face of the planet. i've tried calling every number i have to get a hold of her but she's never reachable at any of them. she never calls me. ever. I haven't seen her pretty much since i got in my car accident. and even that was when i stalked her at her work and she was on a break. and the past couple times i've been to stalk her at work she hasn't even been there.
which is what i have to do to see her or talk to her or spend any time with her. i have no choice but to stalk her at work. because i have no other way in the world of communicating with her. and frankly, i'm going to boycott that now too. i'm on strike from stalking danielle at work. because it's no fun to scream over a starbucks blender for 10 minutes in between her helping customers while ron patiently waits for me to play catch up with someone who never makes or keeps plans with me and so therefore i can only assume she's not interested.
and the sad thing is, this has been a very eventful month for me. a lot of things have happened to me that she likely doesn't even know about because she hasn't made any effort to. what a one sided friendship. and the sad thing is, i have no idea how her month has been either because i'm on strike.
danielle has spent more time talking to ron's friend glen this month than she has spent talking to me. and i know this because when i was dying of the flu and ron went to safeway with glen to buy me cough medicine, and other otc drugs, danielle was there. and spent a few minutes bullshitting with glen. she didn't bother to ask ron how i was doing or tell him to say hi to me for her.
so danielle if you wonder if i'm mad at you, i kind of am. i'd like my best friend to, i dunno, say, call me. and i know this is stretching it to ask, but i don't think it would kill you to spend a couple hours hanging out with me sometime. outside of your starbucks uniform, as lovely as you look wearing it. i know how hard that is for you with no cell phone or car of your own, but i bet if you asked nicely, one of the other millions of people in this population will lend you a phone for a minute, and I MIGHT EVEN pick you up myself. crazy, huh?
and i don't think this entry is too harsh because this is how i've been feeling for over a month now. i'm on strike.
which is what i have to do to see her or talk to her or spend any time with her. i have no choice but to stalk her at work. because i have no other way in the world of communicating with her. and frankly, i'm going to boycott that now too. i'm on strike from stalking danielle at work. because it's no fun to scream over a starbucks blender for 10 minutes in between her helping customers while ron patiently waits for me to play catch up with someone who never makes or keeps plans with me and so therefore i can only assume she's not interested.
and the sad thing is, this has been a very eventful month for me. a lot of things have happened to me that she likely doesn't even know about because she hasn't made any effort to. what a one sided friendship. and the sad thing is, i have no idea how her month has been either because i'm on strike.
danielle has spent more time talking to ron's friend glen this month than she has spent talking to me. and i know this because when i was dying of the flu and ron went to safeway with glen to buy me cough medicine, and other otc drugs, danielle was there. and spent a few minutes bullshitting with glen. she didn't bother to ask ron how i was doing or tell him to say hi to me for her.
so danielle if you wonder if i'm mad at you, i kind of am. i'd like my best friend to, i dunno, say, call me. and i know this is stretching it to ask, but i don't think it would kill you to spend a couple hours hanging out with me sometime. outside of your starbucks uniform, as lovely as you look wearing it. i know how hard that is for you with no cell phone or car of your own, but i bet if you asked nicely, one of the other millions of people in this population will lend you a phone for a minute, and I MIGHT EVEN pick you up myself. crazy, huh?
and i don't think this entry is too harsh because this is how i've been feeling for over a month now. i'm on strike.