Celerity
Well-Known Member
I see all points here, and what you all say makes sense.
But what I feel is still there. Can't shake it. I'm being honest about it, I'm really messed up over this. Will I get over it ? You bet. But for today, I'm feeling like chewed gum.
That's it. i'm not saying that this is always me. I'm taking a break and letting my brain go in directions that it needs to go. I'll snap out of it. Prolly in about 30 minutes when I go have lunch with the security chick downstairs.
As far as lightening the situation with the 19 year old, I again, understand. I don't miss her, because she was nasty. And if she was nasty that time, then she'll be nasty again. Cel has come too far, too quick to be treated like shit by anyone ever again. It's not gonna happen. I understand there are women out there that will do anything for their man, and I want one of those.
On a slightly off topic, but still on topic, this really cute girl on the other side of my cubicle has been talking with her boyfriend for over an hour on the phone. She's got one of those scratchy sultry voices that I hate, but she laughs at everything he says. And then every intelligent joke she makes (Oh yeah.. He was all over the road. Like he hired Michael J Fox to be his driver) she had to follow up with a complete explanation (Michael J Fox has Parkinson's Disease. No, Parkinsons. Parkinsons is when you can't stop shaking. Yeah. Yeah. And if your driver has parkinsons, he'll be all over the road. Yeah, like Michael J Fox was driving. You're so cute, I can't wait to get out of here)
and I want to tape her mouth shut and take over the conversation. "You know, michael, I want to come over and rip your stupid little brain off the top of your wasted spinal column and feed it to my dog. Can I do that ?"
But what I feel is still there. Can't shake it. I'm being honest about it, I'm really messed up over this. Will I get over it ? You bet. But for today, I'm feeling like chewed gum.
That's it. i'm not saying that this is always me. I'm taking a break and letting my brain go in directions that it needs to go. I'll snap out of it. Prolly in about 30 minutes when I go have lunch with the security chick downstairs.
As far as lightening the situation with the 19 year old, I again, understand. I don't miss her, because she was nasty. And if she was nasty that time, then she'll be nasty again. Cel has come too far, too quick to be treated like shit by anyone ever again. It's not gonna happen. I understand there are women out there that will do anything for their man, and I want one of those.
On a slightly off topic, but still on topic, this really cute girl on the other side of my cubicle has been talking with her boyfriend for over an hour on the phone. She's got one of those scratchy sultry voices that I hate, but she laughs at everything he says. And then every intelligent joke she makes (Oh yeah.. He was all over the road. Like he hired Michael J Fox to be his driver) she had to follow up with a complete explanation (Michael J Fox has Parkinson's Disease. No, Parkinsons. Parkinsons is when you can't stop shaking. Yeah. Yeah. And if your driver has parkinsons, he'll be all over the road. Yeah, like Michael J Fox was driving. You're so cute, I can't wait to get out of here)
and I want to tape her mouth shut and take over the conversation. "You know, michael, I want to come over and rip your stupid little brain off the top of your wasted spinal column and feed it to my dog. Can I do that ?"