Thursday's Child ... has far to go ... (0nm10wn2feet) wrote,
Thursday's Child ... has far to go ...
0nm10wn2feet

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Two and one-half hours!

Can anyone explain to me why two 17 year-old kids, who already know each other from school, need to spend over TWO HOURS on the phone ... the DAY AFTER they just spent almost SIX hours together?? Of course, I can tell they weren't talking that whole six hours ... as evidenced by the girl's neck ... but GEEZ! I must really need my head examined ... I'm getting old enough to forget what it's like to spend hours on the phone with someone you just saw.

Of course, that might also explain how I can completely forget blurting out anything about someone's private life to a third party until someone gives me specifics. What's worse, I can't even really remember what my 2nd response to her journal said ... isn't that pathetic? It's right about time for EARLY Alzheimer's isn't it??? Maybe it's just that I'm not as good at switching gears anymore. I used to be a whole lot better at it, but I seem to have gotten slow in my old age/disease-ridden state. And this disease is the PITS.

It totally sucks major ASS not to be able to get more than 1/2 hour away from my bathroom. I mean, how much can one accomplish that way? Not a whole helluva lot, I can tell you! At least this year I'm being careful not to get dehydrated and trying to keep my potassium levels up. I may yet manage to escape that stupid colonoscopy! For a while, anyway.

Sooner or later, though, I'll have to face it. I really don't want to know how bad it is ... the preliminary last year scared the bejesus out of me. Of course, there are people out there who think this "disease" is just an excuse to suck around for some sympathy ... not really. I don't think I've told any of them how much any stress affects this stupid disease. I don't think they have a clue! Nor do they give two shits, so it's not like it matters. It's just the principle of the thing, ya know? I mean, I don't go around reminding everyone I meet that STRESS AFFECTS ME PHYSICALLY. I don't think I make that big a deal out of it ... except for here, where I need to vent about it.

Oh, the hell w/the drama queens - I'm having enough fun without even trying right here, right now. Part of me still hopes they are doing well and making their own way in the world, part of me wonders about them and part of me is relieved. I'm not sure which part I'm feeling right now. And frankly, my dears, I could NOT care less at the moment. Nitey-night!

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