I just wish I could discuss the matter and see if there's anything salvagable. But I'm not being given the chance.

At what point do I become a stalker?

I have some friends who cut me off, though I think they think it's the other way around. I know another friend said they'd be happy to hear from me, one time (I was posting in LJ about how I knew it was one of their birthdays, and that was weird, thinking about them, but not having talked to htem in years). But...on the one hand, I'd love to hear from them. On the other hand, I'm not sure I could get over how hurt and offended I was by them, and the fact that we can never ever have the same relationship again. I'm afraid I'd continue to hold it against them. So...perhaps better that I only hear third hand info. Though it was hard seeing pictures of one of their babies, elsewhere...

This girl has done pretty much the same thing 4 times, exactly the same thing one time before and still...

After the second time, my girl donated money to George Bush's re-election campaign in my name as her revenge, knowing that I'd never want my name associated with GWB. I'd bet folding money that she thinks of this not as revenge, but as a joke. Giving me yet another example of why she and I cannot be friends because we cannot understand one another.

It's a fine line between wanting to salvage and stalking. That said, I don't know.

I've been cut off with no real explanation and the thoughts of "But! But! But!" Eventually, I just had to let it go. They had some reason that was enough for them to sayonara our friendship, and while I may never know what that reason was, I had to stop trying to understand because chances are, I wouldn't.

Eh.

This is why we should all live in caves.

They had some reason that was enough for them to sayonara our friendship, and while I may never know what that reason was, I had to stop trying to understand because chances are, I wouldn't.

This is wisdom, but sad and hard to accept wisdom.

You could send a note or call and say that you'd like to discuss it. If they say no, leave it. Either they're not ready now, or there's nothing salvagable.

FWIW, if this girl came to me to say that she wanted to discuss it, I would. Friendship would still be over, but I would calmly and kindly explain why.

This is wisdom, but sad and hard to accept wisdom.

Amen to that.

Oh dear heavens, my college alumni association found me. Slick, shiny magazine showed up in my mailbox, full of many pages of how fundementalist Christians should view fundementalist Muslims, and one page of begging for donations.

No offense to those of us who are with the ovaries and whatnot, but there was a VERY good reason most my friends in high school and college were guys.

Oh goodness, a world of this. Though even some of those are dropping the ball, when you think on it. I'm wondering if I'm reaching another "shed some old friends, make some new ones" phase. Shame is I don't add more than I lose.

Catching up on all the talk of food made my lunch seem inadequate. I spent the holiday with family, and though I brought home many side dish leftovers, I ended up with neither turkey nor pie. Woes.

Thankfully, my nephews continue to be adorable, and my BiL's parents decided not to start any crap this year.

Please send motivation. Mine's run off somewhere.

{{{Bitches}}}

Has anyone here had a migraine where they see something that looks like a lightening bolt obscuring their vision in one eye? I don't get migraines, but I got the eye thing last night for the second time. The first time was a year ago, and the emergency room I went to seem to think it was an occular migraine.