Gonna change my seat soon, so I don’t have to see her everyday. Its just too painful. Like her email today asking me to remove her from my calendar. It just reminds me of us as a tragedy. It feels better that way. It sucks that it risks not ever really seeing again, but I need to do what I need to do to be happy.
I don’t trust my taste in women right now.
Never mistake a good homemaker with someone you would want to make a home with.
Speaking again of nicknames, I heard him call her Trouble the other day. Very curious to hear how my nickname for her got wider distribution. Grrr. Another violation of something sacred to me.
Hung with her and other work peeps the other day. Thanks to the after-my-own-heart iPod jukebox, I got to sing the lyric of a favorite song to her, “The first day I met you / I knew just what you’d do…”
There’s a reason her name is Trouble.
Compliment today from Master Chef: “I don’t think I’ve ever dated anyone as well-dressed as you.” And then I told her about the Gay Boyfriend nickname :-)
I don’t think I’ve ever hated someone for who they were not.
But that’s how I feel about her sometimes. At different times I hate her simply because what I lost by losing her and watching her rubs it in my face.
And the hurt that was latent, that she caused me when we were together, now lies bare without being with her. I hate her for cheating on me and lying to me and leaving me with having to see her and him be friends everyday.
My future girlfriend is gonna hate my ex.
