Everyone was at the gym last night. Tomorrow the temperature is supposed to be over 50! That means I get to run. Oh yeah. Out of practice, so not expecting this to go well, but we'll see. Warm weather, please stay with me. Let me love you.
Tuesday, January 8, 2013
So why do friends(?) passive-aggressively rub your ex's sex life in your face and smile at you while they're doing it? And yet, the particular situation means that I can't say anything without looking like a bitch. I think the next WC reunion, I might have to be busy that day. This is the 3rd time, and I'm kind of done. The first time was like 3 weeks after we broke up and right in front of him! Right in front. As in, my eyes were trained to the table directly in front of me because I couldn't look anywhere else. I wish I had a face that hid emotions, but I don't. I can't fool anyone. I can't even fool large groups of kids long enough to effectively sub them. Fail. This is a fail caused by my personality, and that's not changeable through willpower alone.