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“the more you try to shave the cat”

August 18, 2007

shitdamn. i feel kind of sick. We went out to the cool, chill gay bar. And it was nice, and i was talking to folks i don’t know really, and some of Jake’s friends were there. And then she and her friends decided to go off and do whatever it is, so she gave me her car key to get myself home. And left me at the bar with the only two people i even kind of knew…who happen to really not like each other (or something). They went to talk things out and i was kind of stuck. And apperently that didn’t end well. So tonight kind of…blew goats. And i’m kind of fucking miserable and a little bit pissed of at Jake for stranding me there. And i drove home even though i oughtn’t have (and, really, that’s something i feel rather strongly about), because i really felt fucking terrible. Oh, and her phone is off.

Son of a bitch.

Lady Brett
“Tougher Than it Is” – Cake

3 Comments leave one →
  1. August 18, 2007 7:57 am

    oh god. this made my stomach lurch and get all swirly (not in a good way). i hate to say it, but this is the downside to living and hanging out with someone you loved without allowing for the buffer of time and space to let things heal and settle completely. it’s so hard to redefine love and create new boundaries.

  2. August 18, 2007 8:22 am

    aw so sorry to hear that, sounds like a shitty night. and, ditto to what bird said.

  3. August 18, 2007 10:19 am

    yeah, you probably right.
    I always feel silly when i write stuff while i’m upset. It tends to pass so quickly (especially when there is sleep involved), and in retrospect it just never seems like a big deal. ah, well.

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