still mad as hell
Aug. 18th, 2010 10:31 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
impySnark of Bullet called on account of me getting bored (it's bad, bad, bad. JC finally comes out as a bad guy, only not because that would be awesome and we can't have that.) and because I got weird news and the person who delivered it then decided they were done with the conversation.
Yesterday was the significant ex's birthday. For the most part I think I only thought about it a couple of times (one of them being when my phone/alarm alerted me that he was turning 30 and I laughed because, well... I'm not 30 yet.) and the day was much better than I might have thought.
Today Cass tells me that oh, yeah, he's got a facebook (which I knew) and that he added her as a friend sometime last week and that the woman he's in a relationship with is 5-6 years older, isn't that just weird?
Um, kay, I knew the fb but I hadn't looked because I kind of hadn't wanted to know this exact information. It's one thing to know that duh, of course the person who did the dumping did the moving on. DUH. I get that. But it's another thing to have it confirmed, you know? So there's that moment where you feel like someone literally kicked you in the gut (and as someone with a little brother who believed in wrestling when we were younger, I know full well how that feels, thank you kindly.) and then you're left not entirely sure how to process the information.
Sure, it's a duh moment, but until ten minutes ago I could pretend he was effing miserable. It's harder to pretend that right now. And while I know that as a couple we would never have lasted (obvious now, huh?) it still pisses me off the way things ended.
Which is kind of funny because I get mad as hell and then fifteen minutes pass and I'm not angry about most things. But this? This still makes me want to hit something or someone and it's been entirely too long.
Of all the things to inherit, it had to be the ability to hold the most random and painful grudges.
And now for Day 3:
03. What house would you be in?
I'd like to say I'm a Ravenclaw because I'm oh so smart, but I strongly suspect that I would've been thrown in Hufflepuff. I'd have been okay with either, except for the part where the Ravens are mean to Luna. That's just not cool. But if you ask which house I identify most with, I blame my stint at HC and my sorting into Ravenclaw, because I'm all, "Ravenclaw pride!" You know, in a thoroughly mature sort of way. *cough* :P
Yesterday was the significant ex's birthday. For the most part I think I only thought about it a couple of times (one of them being when my phone/alarm alerted me that he was turning 30 and I laughed because, well... I'm not 30 yet.) and the day was much better than I might have thought.
Today Cass tells me that oh, yeah, he's got a facebook (which I knew) and that he added her as a friend sometime last week and that the woman he's in a relationship with is 5-6 years older, isn't that just weird?
Um, kay, I knew the fb but I hadn't looked because I kind of hadn't wanted to know this exact information. It's one thing to know that duh, of course the person who did the dumping did the moving on. DUH. I get that. But it's another thing to have it confirmed, you know? So there's that moment where you feel like someone literally kicked you in the gut (and as someone with a little brother who believed in wrestling when we were younger, I know full well how that feels, thank you kindly.) and then you're left not entirely sure how to process the information.
Sure, it's a duh moment, but until ten minutes ago I could pretend he was effing miserable. It's harder to pretend that right now. And while I know that as a couple we would never have lasted (obvious now, huh?) it still pisses me off the way things ended.
Which is kind of funny because I get mad as hell and then fifteen minutes pass and I'm not angry about most things. But this? This still makes me want to hit something or someone and it's been entirely too long.
Of all the things to inherit, it had to be the ability to hold the most random and painful grudges.
And now for Day 3:
03. What house would you be in?
I'd like to say I'm a Ravenclaw because I'm oh so smart, but I strongly suspect that I would've been thrown in Hufflepuff. I'd have been okay with either, except for the part where the Ravens are mean to Luna. That's just not cool. But if you ask which house I identify most with, I blame my stint at HC and my sorting into Ravenclaw, because I'm all, "Ravenclaw pride!" You know, in a thoroughly mature sort of way. *cough* :P
