so i got to work today and all that and the first thing i see is a stack of tattoo magazines on my desk. yay! i still want a tattoo damnit. i *will* have one, that’s my goal for the summer…well, that and losing all this blasted weight.
pineapple has a fat ass, yo.
but enough of that. so i’m fucking around on CL/emailworking, right. and everything is ok, just listening to the ipod and handling my shit. when i get this email from sean. about how he can’t believe she (his gf) pulled ‘this fucking shit’ on him. and by this fucking shit, i mean she basically said that she doesn’t like the fact that he hangs out with renee and me, and he has to pick either us or her, she totally laid down an ultimatum, dude.
sean emailed me the entire convo. and when all was said and done…he picked friendship over her.
so needless to say, it’s been an interesting day at the office. on the one hand, i’m stoked because every day from here on out is a full casual day. on the other hand, i feel really bad for sean. i mean, he doesn’t deserve this, you know. i also got really freaking angry over this wench, this stupid, ‘haughty’ (her own words) girl who dicked around my friend and decided to hate me without ever even meeting me. too stupid to see a goodthing right in front of her stupid face.
so yeah…they broke up. :rolleyes:
but he’s all upset. and while part of me wants to reach out and comfort my friend and all that stuff, another part of me wants to distance myself as much as possible. just because the whole thing is kind of…well, odd. how can i be there for him without it looking like i want something more? how can this girl hate me when i’ve done nothing? what can i do to make him feel better? frankly, it gives me a freaking headache. i *do* feel bad for him. but reading what that girl wrote made me feel decidedly icky.
::sigh::
in other news, i got my mass state tax refund check in the mail today. w00t!!
