For the last week I have not been bitten by the posting bug. While that part may seem obvious, let me tell you that I desperately, desperately want to be bitten. Unfortunately for both of us, however, it just hasn't happened. Having nothing to do (other than read short stories for a literature class) has been about as inspirational as watching the grass grow. Nothing new. Nothing exciting. Nothing unexpected.
And as for an update on the whole Stay-Away-From-The-Bar Fest '09, it was an epic failure. At least the whole staying away part was a failure. The part where I remained supportive of my friend was a sucess (although there's no real surprise there), as well as the part where I walked away from a situation that I wanted no part of (that's the part where you drop your jaw in shock). As a matter of fact, had I not dropped the ball so quickly on not going, I would have remained all wrapped up in someone that I shouldn't have been. By going, I saw him, and he talked. A lot. While I liked none of what he had to say (although it should be noted that none of it was negative towards me), I am grateful to have heard it. Because it enabled me to get angry; angry enough to want no part of a friendship (albeit a secret one) with somebody who would conduct themselves and their relationships in the way that this guy has.
I know I am being horribly vague, and for that I apologize to the 99% of you who will read this and go
What the hell is she rambling about?. This just falls under the category of "Things I Need To Get Out Of My System" (in fact, I'm declaring that a new tag). I also know that this may seem like a terribly angry post, but I assure you it is not. This is a post seeded in relief. Relief that it is finally over. Relief that I can finally move on with my life. Thank God.
(photo by
Iain Claridge)
