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Feeling Like Crap . . .

I'd dearly love to say that everything is sunshine and bunnies right now, but I hate being dishonest.

I did go to see The Police with Mr. TBH (who is now Mr. Tall, Brunette and Handsome, by the way) and I got to meet his new girlfriend. We actually hit it off quite well and she was very kind to me and paid for dinner and many drinks.

The show was amazing. We even ended up getting better seats, because Mr. TBH's girlfriend had a couple of extra ones in her section. I had a grand time.

Unfortunately, the evening ended on a bit of a sour note, because the many drinks turned out to be more than I could handle and I ended up having to be packed away in a cab and sent to my parents' house. My parents received me with grace and a few stern lectures and took me to the MARTA station the next morning so I could retrieve my car.

Mr. TBH hasn't communicated with me since. I'm doing everything I can not to let that devour me, but it isn't easy. I'm increasingly inclined to think that he isn't deliberately shunning me as much as he is too busy or away from his phone to respond to the texts I've sent. I'm sincerely hoping that's the case.

At his (and his girlfriend's) urging, I went to see the film Control last night, about the life and times of the late Ian Curtis and Joy Division. It's an amazing film, but requires more patience, I think, than the average moviegoer really has. But the cinematography is such that even the slow parts are beautiful to look at.

Today, I ended up calling in sick from work because I have a hideously sore throat and my stomach still seems to be recovering from the bender on Saturday. So I'm in constant physical pain and trying to find ways to distract myself from it.

The job, by the way, is going okay, but a little frustrating in ways. I'm still trying to figure out what I'm supposed to be doing, and I'm a little stymied by things like not being able to find files and such. On the plus side, they've just installed a new server and bought a new scanner, so certain tasks will wind up becoming much easier in future.

I am way behind on the novel and have been trying to play catch up today, but it's hard to write happy love scenes when I'm in a constant state of hurt.

So that's how it is. I'm going to drink some more fluids and see if I can get my wordcount up a bit more.

Today I took pleasure in watching dogwood leaves falling past my window.

Today I learned what the Release Candidate Viewer for Second Life looks like.

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wonderbink
Nov. 20th, 2007 08:20 pm (UTC)
Please note--I just had to delete a comment because it detailed information that I had gone into in private entries. This is a public entry. Please don't do that. Thanks.




Edited at 2007-11-20 08:20 pm (UTC)
arielography
Nov. 20th, 2007 11:43 pm (UTC)
OUch....


Maybe you could drop the happy romance scenes, and just write a comedic novel about getting Sand kicked in your face by the Cosmos. Like Bridget Jones, but without the stupid british accent. But keep "fuckwit" in the text. I loved that word.

Who knows, maybe the whole text thing is that he doesn't want to respond to another woman's text messages if he thinks it might aggravate the other (????)

*hugs*


wonderbink
Nov. 21st, 2007 12:28 am (UTC)
Re: OUch....
She didn't come across as the jealous type, honestly. (She actually said I could have him back if I wanted him. I assured her I didn't want him back.) And I'd gotten text responses from him before this point, right up until the concert. I didn't hear from him as frequently after he started seeing her, but I'd still hear back from him eventually if I sent him something.

I'm going to continue to operate under the assumption that he is simply not getting the messages or is unable to respond for some reason. Because if I torture myself to death with worst-case "ZOMG HE HATES MEEEE" scenarios and then it turns out that wasn't remotely the case, then that's going to be a lot of useless pain I put myself through. Did enough of that already and I don't really need to continue.
arielography
Nov. 21st, 2007 03:15 am (UTC)
The fact that she offered him back...


is a bit weird.

HE should be the one having problems with his self image. Not you.

Like he's a marble, or some lipstick you bought but never tried because, well, the color didn't quite *suit* you after all...weird.

Think you're better off.
britpoptarts
Nov. 21st, 2007 02:43 am (UTC)
Either that, or he's holding the "have to call you a cab" bit against you. Ugh.

On the one hand, I have been cab hailer and hair holder and semi-conscious drunk toter many, many times, and it's always a frickin' blast. On the other, though, that's what friends are for.

And no, torturing yourself is not worth it. You don't need to get yourself royally sick to your stomach with worry and end up losing your job with sick days because some schmoe isn't returning your text messages, man! It's not worth it. Really. Not.

You have people who love you, and who want to thwack the boy on the head with heavy and/or pointy objects, so try not to let it drag you down. Get zapped by a healer, go outside and walk in some nature, and do something nice for yourself that hasn't got one damn thing to do with the misbehaving boy. You deserve it, and your churning brain needs a break, kid. *hugs*
wonderbink
Nov. 21st, 2007 11:21 am (UTC)
Either that, or he's holding the "have to call you a cab" bit against you. Ugh.

I wish you hadn't planted that bug in my ear, because now the black-eyed dog keeps gnawing on that bone and won't let go.

You don't need to get yourself royally sick to your stomach with worry and end up losing your job with sick days because some schmoe isn't returning your text messages, man!

Knowing that it isn't worth it isn't enough to ease the pain, unfortunately. :(
radiantbaby
Nov. 21st, 2007 04:50 am (UTC)
...I went to see the film Control last night, about the life and times of the late Ian Curtis and Joy Division. It's an amazing film, but requires more patience, I think, than the average moviegoer really has. But the cinematography is such that even the slow parts are beautiful to look at.

Oooh, I have been waiting some time to see this, is it playing in town then?
wonderbink
Nov. 21st, 2007 11:22 am (UTC)
Midtown Art Cinema. Might want to hurry before it disappears.
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