Friday, July 20, 2007

a whispering campaign

To be blunt, I spilled the majority of my guts for tonight on the myspace blog. I learned something tonight that I thought wouldn't bother me. However, after I got off the phone with my friend, I thought about it, and thought about it, and thought about it. And then I realized it bothered me. It bothered me so bad that I felt like crying, like he had just betrayed me even though I know well enough what I said. I said I was done. So done I am. The only problem is I can't seem to convince myself that I AM through with hopeless, frivolous longing that will only kill me in the end. Because, the truth is, he's doing me in with this. Why am I still talking about this? It's not making it any better. OK, I feel a little better, not quite so emo-face. My workplace is going to start a new dress code, and instead of navy blue polos and khakis/black or grey slacks, we get pukish green polos, only khakis, and as an added bonus, only brown colored belts. We can't even wear plain white shirts like we were able to before. I'm just soooo excited. As soon as I can get my hands on a camera again, I'll show you the shirt. They make me gag. OK, well, I'm sorry this was such a depressing post. It was mostly selfish ranting, but I needed to really get all of this crap off of my chest. Otherwise...well...I don't know. Laters.

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