Lost Appitite
So, how ya doin? Been a while, huh? That's mostly not my fault. Wasn't making enough money for a while to actually afford to use the internet at my appartment. Well, technically that's my fault, but who's pointing fingers?
So anyway. You ever wonder why some people treat you the way they do? I just read a page that Mags wrote about me, and you guessed it, she has trashed me once again. I just don't get it. I don't understand why I still care about her, and I don't understand why she hates me so much. Any clues ya'll?
Most of you know how I felt about my cats. Well, apparently she has just heard that I had to take them to the pound. And the things she said about that were pretty nasty. I mean, I understand she's pissed. She gave them to me and all. But if you could read the things she says about me.... well, you'd think I was as crazy as I think some of my friends are for caring about people who make them misserable. But That's a different story.
I haven't spoken to her in almost 2 years. In that time, she's mentioned me a couple times. It has always been with scorn. I just don't get it. WHY do I care so much what a person who says such evil things about me has to say, and who isn't even in my life anymore???? I just don't get it.
I was out all day, hanging with my friend Hiedi, and we had a good time. We looked at movies at Borders and laughed at the memories they brought up for about 2 hours. It was fun. Got home really hungry, cooked up some Chops and rice, and sat to check my pages. One is hers. I was hoping that she would have good news for herself that she had gotten the job she was interviewing for.
What I read instead what a commentary about how I'm a cum guzzling shit head cock sucker. ... ... it's funny, the more I say that, the funnier it is. I'm glad I started to write this. I MIGHT actually be able to eat my dinner in an hour or so if I keep saying it: I can't eat right now, her words have made me that sick to my stomach.
I don't think ANYONE can say that I have ever said anything nasty about her. I really believe that. She felt she had things to do with her life, and I wasn't part of that. Eventually I had to accept that, and she moved on with her life, and I have mostly done the same. But even on those things she has done that I disagreed with, I have never spoken or even thought words like what she has publicly written for all to see. I shudder to imagine what her friends think of me. I shouldn't. They don't know me. I guess it's what I believe she thinks of me. THAT,.... that I just don't understand. I guess I never will.....
So anyway. You ever wonder why some people treat you the way they do? I just read a page that Mags wrote about me, and you guessed it, she has trashed me once again. I just don't get it. I don't understand why I still care about her, and I don't understand why she hates me so much. Any clues ya'll?
Most of you know how I felt about my cats. Well, apparently she has just heard that I had to take them to the pound. And the things she said about that were pretty nasty. I mean, I understand she's pissed. She gave them to me and all. But if you could read the things she says about me.... well, you'd think I was as crazy as I think some of my friends are for caring about people who make them misserable. But That's a different story.
I haven't spoken to her in almost 2 years. In that time, she's mentioned me a couple times. It has always been with scorn. I just don't get it. WHY do I care so much what a person who says such evil things about me has to say, and who isn't even in my life anymore???? I just don't get it.
I was out all day, hanging with my friend Hiedi, and we had a good time. We looked at movies at Borders and laughed at the memories they brought up for about 2 hours. It was fun. Got home really hungry, cooked up some Chops and rice, and sat to check my pages. One is hers. I was hoping that she would have good news for herself that she had gotten the job she was interviewing for.
What I read instead what a commentary about how I'm a cum guzzling shit head cock sucker. ... ... it's funny, the more I say that, the funnier it is. I'm glad I started to write this. I MIGHT actually be able to eat my dinner in an hour or so if I keep saying it: I can't eat right now, her words have made me that sick to my stomach.
I don't think ANYONE can say that I have ever said anything nasty about her. I really believe that. She felt she had things to do with her life, and I wasn't part of that. Eventually I had to accept that, and she moved on with her life, and I have mostly done the same. But even on those things she has done that I disagreed with, I have never spoken or even thought words like what she has publicly written for all to see. I shudder to imagine what her friends think of me. I shouldn't. They don't know me. I guess it's what I believe she thinks of me. THAT,.... that I just don't understand. I guess I never will.....