I really have an affinity for Sundays therefore Monday is just a tragic drag. Last night I stayed awake studying until 3am and my brain is aching, my stomach is sour and here I am at 6:46 in the morning thinking about nothing but the bitter hatred I have towards walking into that building today for another day of work. Its not that I despise the actual nature of the experiment rather the theatrics behind the proverbial butt kissing that goes along with it. I can only imagine the look on my face when people have taken the time to talk to me or introduce themselves (because everybody is somebody) because I assume its a bit of a cringe really.
Last night I spent some time coaching a friend of the telephone about her man drama. Man drama is just the most scintillating of conversations lately. I once thought that I had it figured out rather quite the opposite. Therefore my advice to my friend was; ignore, ignore, ignore.....and what does she insist on doing.....the complete opposite. Emails, text messages, voice mails.....this chick runs the gamut for this dude who never seems to give the response she is looking for. Referring to someone as "epic" is the most non-sensible description for someone....unless we are talking about a so-called "epic love affair" nonetheless I seriously doubt that was his angle. Naturally when we were originally introduced I threatened him with my reckoning if he did not treat my dear friend with the respect and integrity that she deserved however now I have no idea how to sink my venomous claws into him and kill him seeing as I have no idea where he lives. So I suppose I can state that if this supposed "puss " (and now I just really gave it away...please don't be pissed that I talked about it) happens upon my blog that he better watch his back.
This friend in question happens to be the most convivial woman of so many God given natural talents I have ever experienced. For my lifetime she has been; a musical inspiration, a wordsmith, capable of deadly assault with adorable stuffed animals, maintaining extremely envious legs, drives like a NASCAR qualifier, and is always correcting my grammar. I love this friend to pieces. Why a man seeks the ability to shred this dignified individual down to swill is un-identifiable.
My advice is and remains; IGNORE. Time heals all wounds....and when the new guy comes along he will be practically perfect in every way. Able to communicate, and able to show you the love and compassion that the puss could never provide. Additionally in the meantime spend your days and years hitting up the gym as its a great stress reliever and definitely download the new Bitter;Sweet album....its the perfect antidote to a broken heart on the mend.....I believe my favorite song is "Sugar Momma." You should definitely check it out.
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