The Good News:
I got the biggest of the cavities taken care of this morning and it was not nearly as terrible as I was expecting. I know that everyone hates going to the dentist and trust me I do not like being one of those "high maintenance" girls but here's the added problem that I have with getting fillings: If I feel that I cannot swallow, I have a panic attack. So I was really NOT looking forward to this one, but guess what? I have an AWESOME dentist that did the whole thing WITHOUT that rubber dam thing. Which is usually the thing that makes it hard to swallow. So I made it through the whole thing without a panic attack and I have a nice shiny bright tooth to show for it:)
The Bad News:
I just found out that The Security Boy has a new girlfriend. I mean, we did break up so this shouldn't be such a huge deal except for the fact that when he broke up with me he said it was because he just couldn't be with anyone right now. He definately needed time to figure his shit out and he wanted to do it alone to prove he could be by himself. So, looks like being single was working out REAL well for him. I'm really attempting to be not bitchy and cynical at the moment but I gotta say it's pretty damn hard. And although I LOGICALLY know it isn't true, emotionally I can't stop wondering what was so wrong with me that he had to leave and find somebody new.
Ah. Such are matters of the heart I suppose.
Wednesday, August 23, 2006
Which do you want first?
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7 comments:
Damn. Sucks that Security Boy played out like that.
What the?
Hun. He isn't good enough. Let his new chick deal with his manic psycho-like ways.
It's a good thing you no longer have to : )
Crap o matic!
Joe: Yup. Certainly does suck.
ColonialAve: Thanks. I know that he's messed up and it would be very unhealthy to be with him. it's just hard to just get over what we had so quickly you know? I know you got my back though:)
MT: Frankie's comment made me feel very good inside. Your comment just made me laugh. Which has it's place, definately:) Thanks.
WTF...what a rat-bastard player. You're so better off without him playing games with your head. I know it's hard to realize now - but you are nonetheless.
But in order to assist with you drowing your sorrows, I humbly offer my services as drinkmeister to the stars to help you forget about him and find solace (and wisdom) at the bottom of the bottle. ;o)
I appreciate the support ptg, but he's not really a player it's definately not in his nature. he's afraid to be alone, and afraid to be happy, it's a shitty place to be for him and me...but yes I shall have that beer thank you!
Sod the beer... Somebody go grab the Absinthe! (And as a brit, I can bring some over to my poor Absinth deprived american friends... Just be prepared to have me bailed out of the customs lock up!)
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