The hockey game went spectacularly this weekend! Seeing everyone have such a great time and knowing what we’ve accomplished with this event makes it all worthwhile. Still waiting on a few invoices, but best estimate, I’d say we raised close to what we raised last year. I don’t think we beat it though, but that’s ok. It’s still going to be a great donation!
As much fun as it was…I am glad to have that (mostly) behind me.
We start testing for our October upgrade next week. And I’m still scrambling to get test cases finished and ready to go. These next several months are going to be rough, no doubt about that.
I’m supposed to go out to the lake this weekend for Cat’s annual 4th of July bash. I was only planning to stay one night…can’t leave Mazzy here by herself any longer than that. Plus I have too much work to do. So much so that I’m not even sure if I’m going to make it to the lake or not. I need a day off and, as much as I love all the people that will be there, I could really use some down time this weekend. I’ll have to work part of it anyway. Although I don’t get to see Cat very often and it’s a lot of fun, so I’ll feel guilty if I don’t go.
I also know the past 2 years I’ve been battling bronchitis around this time. I’m beginning to think it’s from stress…..letting myself get so run down. So considering all the stuff leading up to and after the game to be done, plus all this stuff for our upgrade at work….I’m beginning to think that staying home might be better for my health. I can’t afford to be sick right now.
Oh yeah….at the afterparty Saturday, I discovered, completely by surprise, ANOTHER person who Dr H used to do the phone sex thing with. I wanted to vomit. It’s bad enough that I was “with” someone that I had no attraction to, but now…..I’m so completely revolted by these other experiences….and WHO. Just yuck. And that just reinforces the idea that there are plenty of others. And all of this while he was on-again-off-again with his ex. And was pissy with her for having an online personal. Whatthefuckever.
He and I haven’t talked much lately. Mostly, I think, because I haven’t been online much. Too much going on and haven’t had a spare minute. And I think he’s been pretty busy with his job, too. But also because I think he’s pulled his head out of his ass and stopped trying to turn us into an item of some sort. I’m still pissed off when I think about how he was trying to do my thinking for me and tell me what I was feeling. For him to tell ME that the only time MY “true” feelings come out is when I’m drinking?!?! Yet, when referring to a friend of his, he easily admits that alcohol blurs your judgment. I wanted to point that out so badly, but I didn’t. He sees what he wants to see I guess.
The things I say in my head vs what I say in reality are just all screwed up. I used to have no filter, but because he’s been my friend all this time, I can’t say anything. Because when I get irritated to that extent, whatever I say won’t be pretty. So I bite my tongue. And then it festers.
It’s weird actually. i was talking to a friend this weekend and the subject came up and it got me thinking. Honestly, if I had met him first in person originally, we would’ve never been friends. At least not close ones. And certainly not done anything else. I would’ve thought, well, he seems nice, but not somebody I’d hang out with on a regular basis.
Despite what everyone always likes to insist in these situations, he is NOT the same in person as online. Personally, and I told him this a long time ago, I don’t think ANYONE can be the same in person. Because when you’re talking online, or even on the phone, you establish an IDEA of what the person is like. And that IDEA is not based in reality, it’s based on your (limited) experience with that person. A tiny window into that person’s world. Just as I’m sure if you met me, I wouldn’t be what you expected either. It’s no one’s fault. It just is.