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impy*glares* He's on. In a braver world, I'd say hullo. In a better world, I wouldn't need to. Either he'd speak first OR I wouldn't give a damn. And a week ago, I'd have just said hello and only been pissed at the amount of time it's been since I've seen him.
But that was before my latest round of badly done stalking which seems to indicate he has a new girlfriend*. Either that or his 'friend' the underage-skank is wrong. Which could be true, I don't really speak 18-year old myspace skank very well. Never have. Explains why high school and I didn't get along. Well, not the myspace part. That's too new for my old fogey ways. Anyway.
If it's true, I'm really not going to say anything. Because that would be awkward, what with me wishing an early snowfall and him being too dumb to come in out of the cold before hardware malfunctions and whatnot. Really, really awkward.
Except that in order for this to not make him a hypocrite, he'd really have to break up with the old one all official like. :P And that would be me, and he hasn't because I demand the usual messy breakup, damn it! We know how to do them! We specialize in them! Well, actually, no. We just do messy and painful and a bit of namecalling, or one of us has a bit of a mental break. Though, to be truthful, that one was me, and his was later that summer after the split and after I'd stopped being insane. Or being AS insane.
And yeah, I'm kind of serious about my break. There is a chunk of time, about a year after we officially got together, where I remember very vividly wanting to run screaming but I could not tell you why. And then I do not remember a damn thing at all for the next few months. Even during my most dull times, I still remember something. Nada.
My tummy hurts. Luckily it's because I'm hungry and not because I'd really, really like to strangle someone. Going to go change in case I'm going to Ari's.
But that was before my latest round of badly done stalking which seems to indicate he has a new girlfriend*. Either that or his 'friend' the underage-skank is wrong. Which could be true, I don't really speak 18-year old myspace skank very well. Never have. Explains why high school and I didn't get along. Well, not the myspace part. That's too new for my old fogey ways. Anyway.
If it's true, I'm really not going to say anything. Because that would be awkward, what with me wishing an early snowfall and him being too dumb to come in out of the cold before hardware malfunctions and whatnot. Really, really awkward.
Except that in order for this to not make him a hypocrite, he'd really have to break up with the old one all official like. :P And that would be me, and he hasn't because I demand the usual messy breakup, damn it! We know how to do them! We specialize in them! Well, actually, no. We just do messy and painful and a bit of namecalling, or one of us has a bit of a mental break. Though, to be truthful, that one was me, and his was later that summer after the split and after I'd stopped being insane. Or being AS insane.
And yeah, I'm kind of serious about my break. There is a chunk of time, about a year after we officially got together, where I remember very vividly wanting to run screaming but I could not tell you why. And then I do not remember a damn thing at all for the next few months. Even during my most dull times, I still remember something. Nada.
My tummy hurts. Luckily it's because I'm hungry and not because I'd really, really like to strangle someone. Going to go change in case I'm going to Ari's.