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Odd how things can just turn on a dime...~Nov. 15, 2002~ Last night I curled up with a book, though not the one I really wanted to read. And as I'm sitting there reading, the phone rang. Not a normal occurence, but not something altogether out of the ordinary. It is a phone, after all... So expecting it to be a wrong number, as it usually is, I absent-mindedly picked it up. The voice on the other end was definitely NOT Italian, even if it did have a thick accent. My buddy George from Greece, that's in Scotland decided to give me a ring. That was pretty cool. We jabbered and chatted, and he told me he'd broken up with his fiance. Or more like she broke up with him. Poor guy. He's so totally nuts about her, but she just can't, or doesn't want to deal with the seperation. He also told me there's a good chance his family is comin' to visit him over New Year's so he won't be alone, which means I've lost my place to crash. So it's lookin' like I might not be going. Kinda majorly bummed about that, but I'm gonna ask Adam if he's got room so maybe I can still go and see the blokes in Sunderland. That and get away from Frank. Things are quite this morning in the office, which is a nice respite from yesterday. But it also gives me time to think and such, and sometimes that's not such a good thing. Like right now. Shawnisi starts deprogramming tomorrow/today, and she sounds rather scared about it. Yet I feel like I can't extend even so much as a hello because of how it might be preceived. Maybe I'm being paraniod, maybe the dust still needs to settle, but what Amber said really hurt. And now I just feel like I'm unwanted in anyone's life. I can't even count on those inside, as Sammy's pissed at me for trying to explain things. Just feel like I can't do anything right at the moment. Thank Aset work is quiet... Did you miss something? Check and see... |
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