I come in, sit down with my coffee, and then I notice the giant pile of wet cat food sitting on my desk.
The problem is, it was the dry cat food. So, I knew it was puke.
And it was on my headphones.
And the floor.
Seriously, that is annoying to the power of frustrating.
I hate puke. I hate any sort of bodily liquid. It makes me gag.
And my mom wasn't home, so I had to clean it up.
That was a traumatizing experience, let me tell you.
Oh, plus I've been depressed. Drew called me a neurotic bitch. I can take a lot of things, but when you start cutting me down like that, I just can't stand it.
It's frustrating. Whenever we have a disagreement, he takes the low road and calls me things that he knows will make me shut up because I'm so upset.
I'm still really tired from being woken up by nausea at 3 AM night before last. I still haven't recovered from my heavy lack of sleep.
I keep zoning out trying to type this post actually.
I don't know that I'll be able to get very much farther with what I'm typing.
I'm still stuffy, still nauseous. I have two papers to do, and I'll probably work on them over the weekend.
I'm going to see if Daniel wants to hang out this weekend. Me and him and really gotten close. We have a lot in common. He's an English major just like me, so we know a lot of the same things.
It's refreshing, having a guy around that treats me like I want to be treated.
Yep, that was a jab at Drew. I don't care. He treats me like crap.
He still does. 4 months after breaking up and I still deal with his bull all the time.
Maybe eventually he'll change.
If not I'll just murder him to feel better about myself.
Don't tell anyone I said that. Because if he winds up getting murdered I'll be blamed and I don't have time to go to court and lie about not doing it.
Because I'll probably be the one that did it.
After all, I'm a neurotic bitch.
I think I'm going to make some easymac and chill out and just zone. And watch some Desperate Housewives reruns.
I really enjoy these re-runs. Gives me the chance to look at things.
I'm sorry my posts are sort of... blah recently. It's my sickness I think. Eventually it'll get better. I hope.
I need get up to date with your blogs today. I love ya'll!
8 comments:
Well, it sounds like there's a good reason he's an ex-boyfriend!
Drew needs to be kicked to the curb and picked up by aliens and taken away from you! He seems like what I call the "toxic friend" You deserve better than that!
I also hate puke and bodily fluids. Gross. :( I hope you and your cat feel better! ::hugs::
Lee you know I'm totally there for you with this Drew situation. Since my new hit woman business is quite new and I'm looking for some clientel I would gladly "handle" the Drew situation for you free of if you just pass the good word around! My treat!
Because that's the type of giving person I am!
Name calling is definitely a no-no. Didn't Drew ever learn that???
I'm glad you are feeling a bit better. Here's hoping there is no throw up involved in your near future :)
I have to agree with Yaya! Screw Drew!
Cat puke! Yuck, I'm gagging just thinking about it.
Maybe that's why my hubby won't let me have a cat... Hmmm...
Ex-boyfriend's suck...
Hope you get caught up on that sleep soon. Trust me, I know what a pain that can be...
Cat puke....that is my life. Try having 3 long haired cats that insist on grooming themselves constantly. I just LOVE the little presents they leave for us. But, I wouldn't trade them for anything in this world.
I really hope you start feeling better. It sucks being so sick and blah all the time.
Drew needs to go, Lee!
I totally get Blah Lee, no worries. I will murder Drew if you want, he sounds like such a jerk! There is no reason to GO there like he does, just to hurt you!!Daniel sounds cool, have fun!
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