03-25-04

hello world

Played back the conversation with devil boy in my mind this morning, sleeping on things always helps to put things in perspective. My focus no longer on the stinging sensation of lust gone astray but on the stinging sensation of the following part of the conversation (in summary)…

“…sorry i haven’t called, i’ve been working online.”

“oh.”

“i am so tired, i’ve gotten like three hours of sleep in the last three days.”

“oh?”

“it was horrible at work today i…(insert horrible work story here)…all because i haven’t gotten enough sleep.”

“well maybe you shouldn’t be online so much if it is effecting your work.”

“it’s not like that though, i do important stuff like look at websites that were too big for my bandwidth before i got dsl and stuff.”

Here i was tempted to throwPandora (my computer) across the room until i realized it wasn’t really her fault (she did blue screen me once today though, that was scary but i blame windows and not her, it is afterall windows and more than likely their fault.) So next i wrote (because we were now talking on IM, as EVERY FREAKING relationship intimate or not turns out to be) i’ve dated you before 3 times, him: no you haven’t, me: you’re right, only twice.

Those familiar with the ex-geek-boyfriend epidemic, which was pre-pittsburgh and thus pre blog will hear me out and understand all this. Its not really worth typing out since it is not worth any more of my time, but if you are really interested email me and i can fill you in (and call you sick and tell you you need a life…ahem). Essentially little boy loves his computer more than anything else in his life… destroyed little girl who lo…liked him more than anything else in her life. This is not a story of his cruelty but of my own stupidity.

Fool me once, shame on you. fool me twice, shame on me.