annoyances
Feb. 12th, 2003 02:02 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rkthow does one get rid of a crushee (you’re the crushed. i mean, you are not the crushed. but hypothetically speaking, you're the crushed) to whom you’ve made it explicitly clear that you’re am not interested in things romantic, without completing getting rid of the person himself? he’s nice enough and all. . .(the dreaded “nice”.)
the shit is annoying. really. how i land myself in bizarre (non)relationships time and time again, i’m not 100% sure. i have ideas. i always have ideas.
in theory, i could just nip it in the bud and just explicitly say what i think needs to be said. (i’ve done this at least once already.) but i tend to be incredibly, well, okay, blunt, and if the theoretical crushee is uber-sensitive (which he is), this just complicates things...
why the fuck am i even wasting my time on this?
i blame boredom. for everything. boredom is my best friend and my worst enemy. it will lead me to fortune or despair. boredom. well, i blame boredom. (being nice contributes to situational reservation.)
boredom is also what led me to make what could be described as rather foolish decisions over the weekend. if i was the sort to wallow in regret, i could.
but wallowing holds me back, and i've done that to myself enough already.
wow, aren't we approaching borderline sharing.
and so it goes.
the shit is annoying. really. how i land myself in bizarre (non)relationships time and time again, i’m not 100% sure. i have ideas. i always have ideas.
in theory, i could just nip it in the bud and just explicitly say what i think needs to be said. (i’ve done this at least once already.) but i tend to be incredibly, well, okay, blunt, and if the theoretical crushee is uber-sensitive (which he is), this just complicates things...
why the fuck am i even wasting my time on this?
i blame boredom. for everything. boredom is my best friend and my worst enemy. it will lead me to fortune or despair. boredom. well, i blame boredom. (being nice contributes to situational reservation.)
boredom is also what led me to make what could be described as rather foolish decisions over the weekend. if i was the sort to wallow in regret, i could.
but wallowing holds me back, and i've done that to myself enough already.
wow, aren't we approaching borderline sharing.
and so it goes.
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This is Mr. Boredom...stop blaming me for everything...
Date: 2003-02-13 12:40 pm (UTC)Just enjoy wallowing in regret...wallow wallow wallow. Man you better be more chipper this Fri or at least more entertaingly morbid. What foolosh decision did you do last weekend?
Aren't you glad you told me about this livejournal thing? The potential abuse I can heap on you is unprecedented.
so i'm a little slow
Date: 2003-02-15 10:50 am (UTC)and it is all your fault, no matter what you say.
but i do promise to be my best spunky self this friday. (i myself am presently what they call “out to lunch” . . . please, no comments.) but what is with everyone calling me morbid?
i did a bad bad thing this weekend. even for me. especially for me. i can’t share. at least not without a few pints or other similar drinks in my system. actually, i could. i'm just not going to.
and i am glad to see you are working so very hard at your place of employment.
so flame away.