orange to blue

one prairie outpost you are how i feel

I know what you mean.  I don’t think that it’s a bad thing necessarily that you talk to spud – I have to take a step back and realize that my problems with him started SEVEN YEARS ago, and we’ve all done a lot of growing up since then.  Old, good friends who know you inside and out are hard to find, and hard to walk away from.

but, that being said, you should totally add me to your list of people to text random things to about your day.  though that is difficult, since I can’t really be on my phone until 2 pm my time (which is 5 pm your time, most of the day gone).  but after that I’m very good at texting!

My random thought:  sometimes, guys just suck.  There’s a teacher in my hall who I hung out with all the time last year (just during work:  like sitting together at meetings, going out to lunch occasionally, etc.).  First, he tells me how grateful he is for our friendship and how he feels soooo connected to me.  Then, he tells me he’s having problems with his marriage.  Then he wants to sleep with me.  I turn him down.   And now he’s barely civil to me (except to tell me his marriage is better than ever).  wtf, dude.  I thought he was a normal, cool guy.  But really, he just sucks.   Now I entertain myself by being friendlier than ever to him and watching him get all annoyed.  haaaaaa.

(despite the fact that men suck, there is something curiously satisfying about deciding that hey, you’re a douchecanoe, it isn’t my fault, there’s nothing I can do about it, so I’m just gonna carry on.)

(I really hate the word douche.  I really love the word douchecanoe.  How’s that for random?)

Please move here.  Or, let’s move to the city of rain together.  Being friends with boys is hard and annoying, and I blame my current lack of female friends for why I even keep trying.