Over the weekend, a little bitching
Well, my voice was much better by yesterday morning, not in tip top shape but enough so that I could talk a reasonable amount without sounding like I just crawled forth from the grave or dissolving into coughing fits because my voice was scratching at the back of my throat too much
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And yes, everytime she's spoken of I'm reminded of how cute and cuddly and generally harmless everyone thinks she is, and there have been a few comments implying how I'm being mean because I don't just not like her (which you all expected, or if you didn't you need to get your heads checked) but actually despise her. And since she does have those qualities described above and I most assuredly do not, I come off looking like the asshole. No, nothing's been quite that extreme yet, but I've been down this road before and I know how it all works, I know where things can lead.
It would be nice if we could have a few social functions around here in which she is not invited. I might (and that's just a might here) be more likely to come out if I knew I didn't have to deal with anyone I truly hated. But like I said, I'm alone in my opinions and will be voted down every time, or come off like a miserable asshole if I decide I really want to push things. One of those more trouble than its worth and I know I'll ultimately be on the losing end kind of deals.
But my tolerance level for such things is very low, much lower than you might think in person. And so I must bitch somewhere, and it might as well be here.
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