I’m awfully stupid, though, because I don’t take telling and I don’t follow my uncles’ good advice. Well… they don’t call me stupid. They tell me how smart I am because I managed to teach myself a programming language without the aid of a school. Then they tell me I should go back to school. Maybe I am indeed stupid, because that, to me, is a mixed message.
...read more hereThe friend zone is a sacred place. The water in the friend zone is so deep you could drown in it and so sweet that you won’t notice that you’re drowning. The friend zone is a place of comfort and softness and near infinite forgiveness. The friend zone is protected with walls made of yard-thick steel and guarded with twelve foot tall monsters carrying sharp knives. I defend my friends to the death. I’m loyal to my friends well past the point when it stops making sense.
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The band is… well… close knit. I’ve never been in a close knit band before. My experience with bands is that everyone shows up at the beginning of the rehearsal/gig (that is, except for the inevitable few who show up late), we play, hang out for maybe ten or fifteen minutes afterward, and then everyone [...]
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You get into a tiff with a friend over something truly stupid. I mean something so stupid you feel stupid just repeating it out loud. Something like “you walked right by me and didn’t say hello, you jackass!”…
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He doesn’t appreciate reciprocity. He told me that he was intimidated by me, that he was almost scared to say what he wanted to say. In so many words, he accused me of forcing him to (wait for it… ) think before he speaks. That’s an accusation I can wear as a badge of honor.
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I made a pact today with my friend in Harlem that today was going to be a good day regardless of what obstacles stood in the way. We pinky-swore to it. (Clearly, we’re both eight years old.) I think I’ve upheld my promise so far. Even though I’m a little tired because I didn’t sleep well last night, I have too many things to do because I have to do all the things today that I didn’t get to yesterday, I’m a little worried about the future, I’m a little hungry because I haven’t eaten since breakfast, I found out today that my purse is just a little bit broken, and there’s no place in the campus library (which is where I am now) to curl into a child’s pose… I don’t care. It’s a good day because I swore to it.
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In retrospect, I think that’s what was playing in his mind while his passive-aggressive sulking about his worthless house guest was coming out of his mouth. Mind, this particular worthless house guest was just wagging her perfect booty before his conspicuously undeserving eyes, and had just an hour or so prior cooked without having been asked…
...read more hereI didn’t expect to hear from him at all today, but I did. He called the ward patient phone while I was in “art therapy group” stringing beads together for a bracelet. He wanted to continue the argument. I wanted to continue my bracelet.
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