Timon: Let me get this straight. You know her. She knows you. But she wants to eat him. And everybody's okay with this? [jumps up suddenly]
Timon: Did I miss something?
This is the kind of conversation that is going on in my noggin this morning. As you may remember I got a text message last week saying that the friend thing was complicated and that was a compliment to me because I made "her" nervous and that he needed more time. Well whoopty doo. That sure is one hell of a compliment.
For some reason this message really got under my skin this morning and I had a similar scene going on in my head as the conversation above. It went something like this...
Jen: Let me get this straight. You dumped me. You are with her. But she doesn't want us to be friends. And you're asking for more time? {quizzical look on face}
Jen: DID I MISS SOMETHING????
I mean COME ON! Am I really supposed to give you more time. For the love of god. Let's get real here.
Well, that felt good to get that off my chest.
Now if I could only get my apartment key back from him.... the bastard. He should thank his lucky little gaseous balls of fire in the sky that I am not listening to my coworkers on this one. They are voting that I go to his house, knock on his door, and ask for my key back. I have nerve, but not quite that much. Yikes.
On the upside of the world, I am in the process of applying to the University of Rochester for a Ph.D. in Human Development in Educational Contexts. Intriguing, eh? I've got references in line and have requested my transcripts. I have to write a term paper, too. I could have submitted an old one from grad school, but they all got trashed when I made like a Sherpa. I also have to write a personal statement explaining my career goals and how they can fit with the program and the University of Rochester. That one's going to take some thought.
Peace. I'm out.
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