oh God fucking dammit.
Apr. 3rd, 2003 02:17 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
electriclandI'm supposed to be over this, right? I'm not supposed to get all upset merely because he's all over some other girl who I've never met and who he didn't see fit to introduce me to, right?
Apparently it doesn't work like that.
Will someone please explain to me how to focus on the positive? Viz., good match in the 1st round; fun conversation with Melanie, Katherin, Nathalie, Scott, the new girl whose name escapes me; surviving karaoke (No Doubt by myself, Janis Joplin with Iain, singing along with lots of people); dancing with Dave and Richard; dancing with Brent, which really could happen to anyone; getting dissed by the mincing waiter, which ditto. It was a good evening. Really.
And yet I take a cab home and start sniveling around Atwater. It's pathetic, really. It may be that my pathways-carved-in-the-brain theory is perfectly correct after all. Gah. Such stupidity.
(Fortunately Kirsty cures all. "There's a Guy Works Down the Chip Shop Swears He's Elvis" will do it if nothing else will. I'm pretty much OK now, really. Thanks for listening.)
(Edited to remove worst of redundancy. I may be drunk but I have standards.)
Apparently it doesn't work like that.
Will someone please explain to me how to focus on the positive? Viz., good match in the 1st round; fun conversation with Melanie, Katherin, Nathalie, Scott, the new girl whose name escapes me; surviving karaoke (No Doubt by myself, Janis Joplin with Iain, singing along with lots of people); dancing with Dave and Richard; dancing with Brent, which really could happen to anyone; getting dissed by the mincing waiter, which ditto. It was a good evening. Really.
And yet I take a cab home and start sniveling around Atwater. It's pathetic, really. It may be that my pathways-carved-in-the-brain theory is perfectly correct after all. Gah. Such stupidity.
(Fortunately Kirsty cures all. "There's a Guy Works Down the Chip Shop Swears He's Elvis" will do it if nothing else will. I'm pretty much OK now, really. Thanks for listening.)
(Edited to remove worst of redundancy. I may be drunk but I have standards.)
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Blithly plunges in...
Date: 2003-04-02 11:51 pm (UTC)There is never a time when this crap ends, there are just times when you are at a good part of endless waves upon which we all ride. Which is usually followed by an enourmous dive as your dumb ass falls off the crest of the wave. Which is to say... so far as I can tell they lied when they said time heals all wounds.
Tomorrow will be different, and if it isn't different enough for your liking, well then there is always $3 in pennies and a sock. =P
Re: Blithly plunges in...
Date: 2003-04-02 11:54 pm (UTC)No really, that helped.
OK, I know why I'm awake, what's your excuse?
Re: Blithly plunges in...
Date: 2003-04-02 11:57 pm (UTC)Well that and I slept for about an hour earlier, so sort of screwy sleep schedule just now. Which is fine since I'm more or less free until the 22nd when I have to write an exam...
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Date: 2003-04-03 04:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-04-03 06:59 am (UTC)I'm less drunk/already hungover and feeling more than slightly silly about all this now. All better except for the pounding headache...
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Date: 2003-04-03 07:00 am (UTC)In all seriousness, alcohol does not help, in my experience, with this sort of pain. It's great if you really want to be maudlin (or yak all over the backseat of a cab, but that's another story), but not much good for anything else.
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Date: 2003-04-03 07:05 am (UTC)I'm mostly sober now, staring glassily into the headlights of my oncoming hangover, and I think I can safely say from this perspective that this post was very largely alcohol-fueled. At least I had the sense to leave before I got maudlin in the pub, and a little sniveling in the cab never did anyone any harm.
One positive post comin' right up.