Well, we were good friends for my time in Seattle. And I do think she's a good person--she's just messed up and hurting right now, and needs to get right with herself. That's separate from me or the situation with the girl (and was going on before any of that).

But also, this being a small small neighborhood, and an even smaller lesbian community, there's no real way to avoid each other. :)

What Burrell and brenda both said--she's working shit out and going to be angry, and hopefully eventually be over that...but it's going to be hella awkward in the meantime, and I'm not looking forward to that. I was sad to see her move because I figured maybe we'd lose touch completely while she "got over" it...but there was going to be less awkward running into each other too.

Meara, you just have to take the high road here. Keep doing what you're doing. If you see her, say hello, but otherwise wait for her to initiate conversation. Keep the PDA to a minimum if she's around, but don't feel like you and the girl can't be near or touch each other. In other words, be sensitive, but don't let her control you.

But also, this being a small small neighborhood, and an even smaller lesbian community, there's no real way to avoid each other. :)

She needs to hit the gym all winter, get a new haircut in the spring and come out fabulous. I am so over her!

How old is she anyway? She's got the emotional maturity of an apple tartlet.

Honestly, meara, I think your offense is so slight as to be unworthy of two months of hand-wringing.

Timelies, all. I'm back from Senegal, with 40 hours sans sleep, and a blossoming head cold. De-germed~ma to those who need it.

ETA: Senegal was fabulous, but now I'm on the poke-vaguely-at-the-furniture stage of homecoming.

I got nothing on the Meara thing. {{{ }}}. That's about it.

But down here in Dallas. I slept so hard, when my "oh shit, you are gonna be late get out of bed now" alarm went off, I was like "huh, what time is it" not recalling ANY of the previous alarms. As a result, I was running a bit late, and didn't have time to make lunch. But then I get in, and lunch time rolls around, and the office buzz is like "are you ready to go?" And I was like "where we going for lunch today" and to my pleasant surprise, I totally forgot about the board member who was hosting a Christmas Lunch for the theater staff. So yummy home cooked food for lunch in a nice house. So glad I didn't have time to make that PB&J.

ETA: Welcome home Cali

Welcome home, Calli! All my jet lag ~ma is yours.

Oh, Calli! Welcome home, and hope to hear some cool highlights here!! So jealous of the super cool travel to exotic places...

Sounds like everything worked out pretty neat, o_a!

Hey, Calli!

meara, there's not a lot I can say, or advise. But all in all, letting other person to suck energy from you is wrong.

überseeekrit message for omnis: Wow, dude! You like, really really mean it? Because last time I checked, I was still living in Israel.

I should have gone to bed 2 hours ago. Gonna do it right now, but I'm kinnda awake... So, so gonna regret it tomorrow.

Welcome Home, Calli! Looking forward to tales of adventure.

{{meara}} Listen to the smart people above.

Go to bed, Shir! t mommy voice

superüberseeekrit message for Shir: Ya, I know you live in Isreal, but it's hard to find folks who actually *want* my cooking... er... um. I mean... anyhow. If your wanting, send me an e-mail. Who knows if customs will let it through, but it's worth a try.

Sleep tight Shir!