I must have a buzz, I'm not hating people so much now....

An Inconvenient Truth

The Roommate said it's time to ditch the test pattern and get back on the air and so today's post is my cleansing breath.

So, teacher, here's my note for my unexcused absence earlier this week (only yesterday technically). I told you I wouldn't be gone long, and I'm not a liar (but someone else is).

In the last 4 days all of the following have darkened the door of House of Suz:

1) I didn't get "something" I really wanted and needed

2) I pulled a muscle in my back at the gym and am in a lot of pain

3) I found out a friend was not what she made herself out to be

4) I got dumped by my boyfriend

5) I died of a massive brain hemorrhage

So, pretty full a schedule of disappointments so far. All I need is a fiery car wreck and my dog being kidnapped and my week will be complete. Of all these items listed above I have to admit that #3 is the one that stings the most. I don't trust easily and value honesty and loyalty in friends and this bitch pretty much stomped all over that, then proceeded to rewrite history and blatantly LIE about it after the fact (whatever helps you sleep at night, I guess). If you're going to be greedy just go ahead and admit it….looking out for #1 and all that, and don't turn it around on me and try to snow me into thinking you're innocent. Tacky is as tacky does and I really don't need that kind of shit in my life anyway. You're not fooling ANYONE, toots and I give all my chances up front; when I cut someone off, game over, I'm done. Hope the payoff was worth it for you.

As for the other items, well, I'm sure I'll be ok. There's got to be a better "something" out there for me and hopefully I'll find it. I've pulled muscles before and this won't be the last (although it is very uncomfortable to sleep in this pain). Eddy and I parted on fairly good terms and the ending came as no surprise, really (I truly hope he finds what he's looking for). As for the final item, I'm feeling better already.

Kudos to my friends who have been there for me, especially the Roommate who has been my rock (only way cuter). I certainly hope the ex-friend gets what's coming to her (and then I remember Uncle Fester and I pretty much know she has).And with all this turmoil it's kind of funny that it's sparked a creative urge and I'm flooded with ideas for paintings (and now there's one less I have to do). And things will be fine now that I've lost that ugly 135 pounds, too.