One of the reasons I don't like X-mas is the visitors. I feel like running away and staying in a pet friendly hotel with my dogs. Why is it that people who you were friends with a long time ago that moved away think it's a good idea to stop by once a year? I mean, you don't talk to them any other time of the year. You know nothing about their lives nor do they know anything about yours. It just makes for an awkward visit. You have to try to remember what your friendship dynamic was and sometimes you realize that for some reason or another there is no real good reason to remain friends. All I want to do is hide from everyone. And having a 'significant other' simply means not only do you have to put up with your own baggage, you have to deal with theirs as well and theirs is always more annoying and stays in your house for a few days, making your life uncomfortable, germing up your house and annoying the hell out of you until you want to play a game of Jonestown! You drink yours first. Told you I was feeling mean lately. I need to go live on a farm with animals and a computer as my sole form of interaction.
come down with the flu. I did that a few years. Why do you think I went on a trip last Thanksgiving...and had one planed for X mas. I have strong dislike for most of my own family....except my sister. I really hated my 1st husband's family... so I picked my next one that had family thousands of miles away. I hate when people drop by that you don't know anymore. I don't mind people doing that if they are someone I talk to at least 2 times a week. If they do not know what is going on in my life...and if I have not cared to call them to see how they are doing... Do not just drop in.
While I was typing that last reply...I had hair die on my head...along with a plastic Kroger bag. Also- due to my dry peeling face I had an orange moisture face mask on. After the post, I went make some eggs for my childrens. The front door knob turns as if someone was trying to come in. I figured it was my sister or the Arab (those are the only people that do not knock) They then knocked real loud. So I open the door..with my orange face, hair color, and fashionable Kroger bag. It was a friend I have not seen in like 3 years. They are on my Myspace- but I do not even talk to them there. WTF? My house is a wreck, Im wearing a T-shirt and jogging pants that have bleach stains and paint on them (that is my cleaning, painting, hair coloring outfit) So I talk to him for like 20 minutes... burn the eggs, and my hair color was on for too long...and had dripped on my ear. Now I have a blue ear. Also while he was here... my cat goes to the middle of the room and does a loud dramatic hairball hack for 3 minutes...then throws up. I do not care to impress this person, but god- what a shitty time to visit. uggg I hate people.
I must've jinxed you. I hate it when people just show up. I think it's rude. I won't do that to people. One of my friends gets pissed when he finds out that I was close to his house and didn't stop by. He knows I hate it when people do it to me, so he should know that I wouldn't be a hypocrite like that. Back when I had an apartment in town and had more than 2 friends, people would show up and I would never answer the door. I would sit on the couch and stare at the door or even look out the window and sit back down. People would call from outside and leave messages on my answering machine that they could see me and I wouldn't answer or let them in. The only time I did let them in was when one of them yelled through the door crack that she had to poop really badly and I have always had sympathy for that sort of stuff, so I let her in. I'm surprised people didn't get pissed, but they would actually laugh about what a bitch I was. It became an acceptable personality trait for me. I'm turning my phone off and not answering the door. I took a couple phenergan because I keep refluxing vomit and I'm going to down some Mylanta and fast until tomorrow. I hope on the Phenergan knocking me out for a good 10 hours. If not, I will take more. I wish this stuff would give me a buzz at least. I just makes me sleepy. It feels pretty good intravenously when it first hits you, but then it dies down. Not that I shoot it up, I've just had it in my iv and it felt good. You reminded me that I need to start dying my hair again. I quit for several years, but I am getting some grey. I'm kinda excited about it because the gray hair is wavy and my hair has always been poker straight. I'm hoping that it wil grow in grey and wavy, so I can dye it and it will look good. Although the texture will feel like pubes. Yuck.
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I'm glad I read this thread on my cell phone as I was approaching the front doorstep of Nauseous' pad. I'd have felt like a complete ass if I'd have knocked. Oh well, at least I got a chance to peek through her window and leave her a present on the sill. Wouldn't have wanted it to be a wasted trip, after all.
