Before she left Sarah was trying to feed me some crap how it's no different for her to leave now for POLAND as it was for me to leave for Paris in March. bollacks. Here's why.
1) I didn't live in her house when I left.
I'm REALLY not looking forward to crawling into 'that' bed alone with the knowledge that I'm going to get up in 'that' bed alone tomarrow morning. SEE that's the kind of sit I'm talking about. When I left 'that bed' wasn't OUR bed it was HER bed. GRRRRRRRrrrrrrr. The frying pans too big without you too.
2) 15 days is 5 days LONGER than 10.
Every two days is exponentially worse then the last two, minus a 'getting used to it' effect in the middle were there is a period of false comfort. make no mistake 10 days is better than 15 anyone who says different has been bought off or lost their soul in a loveless marriage.
3) I left when we had been going out for like maybe a month.
All we had was a bunch of hope back then, nothing was real. Dude. Shit is real now. I'm not saying we've been married for 10 years but DAMN! This sucks. I'm actually quite pissed about this at the moment. I'm a total baby right now and I want my sasa. ok i'm irritating myself I'm going to stop typing now.
This girl is turning me into a pansy. grrrr.
Today's Song of the Day is "Lacrimosa" composed by Zbigniew Preisner, performed here by Sinfonia Varsovia (conducted by Jacek Kaspszyk) and the Varsov Chamber Choir, featuring Elzbieta Towarnicka off the 1998 album "Requiem For My Friend."
(...try pronouncing those names Anglo!...)
Crazy Fact: Dude, it's all Polish baby... Zbigniew Preisner collaborated with Polish filmaker Krzystof Kieslowski, on his celebrated "Trois Coleurs" trilogy and won a Cesar (French for 'Academy Award') for the score of the final film in that trilogy "Rouge." It is for Kieslowski that this song is written.
njoy
3 comments:
You are such a pansy. MY girlfriend was away for 5 months in beautiful Madrid, and we only saw each other every 3 weeks.
And NOW, as in THIS WEEK, she's in Geneva, posing as a lesbian in a naturalism camp (read: nude), with people from all over the world. Could you handle THAT, my whiney friend?
I think it's hilarious.
Anyway, what would you rather, that she stay there in Haligonowhere with you, and then just be thinking for the rest of her life about what she might have seen in Poland if it weren't for you? Dude, that's a disaster. And now you have emotional currency. Save it.
yeah, jay goes away a lot, and i hate it every time.
mind you, when he goes, i also have to look after his kid, which is either a helpful distraction, or a huge pain in the ass, you know, depending.
what i do is gather all the books and things i've been meaning to get to and pile them, and my laptop, on his side of the bed, effectively building a man out of books. this serves to comfort (because books are good, and because it's a shape in the bed where there's supposed to be one) but also because i love sleeping with books and jay's a nazi about *anything* of mine (read: books, pyjamas, socks, folded clothes, knitting, ME) on his side of the bed, so it's perfect: rebellion and pacification all at once. :D
i say, build an effigy. that way, when the girl comes home, she may be scared into never leaving again ;-)
you guys are both whacked. Though... I must say, our apartment hasn't been this clean since... ever, maybe...
Post a Comment