Man...
Tomorrow evening I'm going to go eat dinner with my sister and her boyfriend. I'm not really looking foward to this...I think the guy must be a little imbalanced. After all, they've only known each other for about a month and he's already brought up engagement. Now I know that Mike and I got engaged pretty quickly, but we were togther for four and a half months. There's a big difference between four months and four weeks. There's also a big difference between my situation at the time (26 years old, have been independent) and hers now (23, working on a divorce, jumping from relationship to relationship), and between my mental state (sane) and hers (not).
So yeah, I'm slightly concerned. I'm probably just being paranoid, but there's something about this whole situation that just gives me a bad feeling. I can't put my finger on it, but something's not right. I'm going to go to their apartment with a smile on my face and pepper mace in my pocket. You can never be too careful.
Speaking of run-ins with people who are unstable, I recently got an email and some texts from Liz. I wasn't surprised, really, being that yesterday was Valentine's Day. I figured that if she was at home knowing that I was spending my first Valentine's Day curled up with my boy as husband-and-wife, she'd feel the need to chime in. I got a mass email informing us that one of the musuem's employee's husbands had died, and telling us to contact her for info about the funeral. I feel sad, but there's no way I'm going to ask her for information about the funeral. I won't even go since she is. Then she sent me two texts (or rather, one text that was so long the phone broke it into two pieces):
(Part 1 of 2) He died! All I ever wanted you to get is life is short and love is rare. Somehow you got get married to a nice guy before getting screwed
(Part 2 of 2) not the same!
Thanks for chiming in, Liz! Oh, and also? Shove it.
Someday I'll figure out how to give her the kick in the ass she deserves. Until then, I'll just have to hope karma does it for me.
Man.
Man.
posted by Danulai @ 5:39 PM
4 Comments:
Well, uh, good luck with the dinner! With things like that, I've learned that keeping my mouth shut is the best thing I can do. Even though it's hard as hell.
And what was Liz's text about? That makes absolutely no sense to me. LOL
good grief! she's some seriously disturbed person. i hope she figures out what she's been doing to herself. she lost a really good friend when she started screwing you up.
Liz again? I hoped she had burst into flames or something.
Why is it that, in every thing, she needs to punish you?
She is a very unwell human being. I'm glad you're keeping your distance.
Karma will come for her, fear not. It may come in the form of a bad rash, or a backstabbing acquaintance, or some sort of massively life-changing and humility inducing situation, or perhaps even a speeding bus, but it will come, and she'll get hers. Karma's a bitch like that.
:-)
Not that I actually wish her physical harm, but a little mental anguish in return for all she's done to you is the least I can hope for, right?
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