Lengths of Time, Measured in Blood
Why must I be so damned passive-aggressive??
I can't yell at him because he's such a docile creature that always feel guilty halfway into it!
I can't yell at her because I did that already and she's still stupid!
I can't yell at him because it's never worked in the past, and I can't afford to lose him as a friend anyway!
I can't yell at her, because last time I almost ended up getting a restraining order!
I can't yell at ANY of them, because I'll lose my stupid job!
I can't yell at anyone except my LiveJournal! (Sorry LiveJournal!)
I'll only address one of these issues here... Tenor wants to have a movie night. That's great. But he wants to have it here. OK, that's possible. And he wants me to invite someone that he is under the impression doesn't like him. OK, well... I enjoy her company, so I did that. And now his girlfriend wants me to invite her friend, who has supposedly forgiven me for the fight we had, but wants me to apologize (even though I already did) and invite her myself. Oh, and everytime I say, "It's not even MY party," Tenor tells me it's not a party.
It's a figure of speech, damn you!
I can't yell at him because he's such a docile creature that always feel guilty halfway into it!
I can't yell at her because I did that already and she's still stupid!
I can't yell at him because it's never worked in the past, and I can't afford to lose him as a friend anyway!
I can't yell at her, because last time I almost ended up getting a restraining order!
I can't yell at ANY of them, because I'll lose my stupid job!
I can't yell at anyone except my LiveJournal! (Sorry LiveJournal!)
I'll only address one of these issues here... Tenor wants to have a movie night. That's great. But he wants to have it here. OK, that's possible. And he wants me to invite someone that he is under the impression doesn't like him. OK, well... I enjoy her company, so I did that. And now his girlfriend wants me to invite her friend, who has supposedly forgiven me for the fight we had, but wants me to apologize (even though I already did) and invite her myself. Oh, and everytime I say, "It's not even MY party," Tenor tells me it's not a party.
It's a figure of speech, damn you!