Now I really feel like I'm back in high school...
Earlier this evening, I finally spoke with my NYC friend.
Briefly, this is a person I have been friends with for 20 years. I had invited him to see Much Ado About Nothing, and let him know how important it was to me that he be there. I mean, how many times will I get to play Beatrice in New York City? My parents were unable to come; my inlaws had planned to come, but at the last minute were unable to. Everyone I had invited had other plans or obligations (except coyotegoth, of course, and I am SO glad you were there).
My friend's excuse (after initially saying that he would come), as far as I can gather, is that he had something to do on his computer that night. There's a long history that I won't get into, but, needless to say, I was pissed off and upset about it.
Our discussion put me right back in high school - the feelings of insecurity and self-hatred for having feelings about anything (he basically felt I was overreacting to the situation). So, while trying to snap out of it, I turned on the TV, only to see Dirty Dancing (my favorite movie in high school) on one of the movie channels.
Maybe it really is 1987 again.
Briefly, this is a person I have been friends with for 20 years. I had invited him to see Much Ado About Nothing, and let him know how important it was to me that he be there. I mean, how many times will I get to play Beatrice in New York City? My parents were unable to come; my inlaws had planned to come, but at the last minute were unable to. Everyone I had invited had other plans or obligations (except coyotegoth, of course, and I am SO glad you were there).
My friend's excuse (after initially saying that he would come), as far as I can gather, is that he had something to do on his computer that night. There's a long history that I won't get into, but, needless to say, I was pissed off and upset about it.
Our discussion put me right back in high school - the feelings of insecurity and self-hatred for having feelings about anything (he basically felt I was overreacting to the situation). So, while trying to snap out of it, I turned on the TV, only to see Dirty Dancing (my favorite movie in high school) on one of the movie channels.
Maybe it really is 1987 again.