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So today I was vaguely helpful and entertaining to dfors, helping him move his crap from the tender nob/tenderloin hell that was his home to his new digs over on the foggier side of the city, western addition. It was nice to be a little useful, because I know how much moving can be a lonely fucked up bore.

So there's this Lost Sounds show tonight that I'm supposed to maybe be going to tonight, but maybe not? Maybe wires were crossed. Anyhow, sitting around waiting gives me a chance to rant about a strange event I had to endure earlier this evening.

I was trying to call John, the guy i've been kind of seeing/kind of not seeing for the past few months. I was going to tell him about this show tonight and another happening at Gilman on Saturday (read all about it here) but he's nearly impossible to get on the phone. So, his pissy ex girl is his roommate, she hates me a whole lot. She answers the phone, "(HEAVY SIGH) Hhhhello."

So I ask politely if he's there and everything, incidentally, i've never been impolite or obnoxious with this woman, because I know the score. She says no, and then says "Listen, I'm going to fucking tell you something. John will fucking call you back. Why don't you fucking stop acting like a fucking 14 year old girl and stop fucking annoying us by calling here every fucking day..." and she goes on and on just berating me and accusing me of CONSTANTLY calling her number which, ok, isn't true.

Up to a certain point I was nice enough, but then she started getting personal and bitchy and I went off, but not in a really malicious way, "Look, girl, Oh my god! what's UP?! You don't even know me! What's the big problem? I have no problem with you, why is it such a problem to call?" and she basically told me that I wasn't allowed to call her number, with my "pissy shit attitude" and so on. I mean maybe I did call 2 times today, but what's the big deal? I hate the political implications of calling people vs. sending email. It's always so stressful trying to contact him. And he told me to call. And told me, essentially, to ignore his ex. Okay, but this isn't fun!

Um. I really didn't either deserve, or need that crap. So I guess, in a way she wins, because I'm not going to call there anymore. I don't want to be the source of such drama in someone else's world. Some total stranger. I don't want to have somebody out there thinking I'm a horrible bitch, either, when I haven't even had a chance to become one!

On a lighter note, while I was aimlessly waiting around for Larry and Jon to come by, nux_vomica and her friend Kiki stopped by and we sat around on my porch having a little shindig and talking shit, listening to my neighbor's mediocre band practicing and talking with all the hip neighbor kids. That was actually kind of fun, yo! I love my weird little neighborhood. Lots of fun entertaining weirdos live around here.


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Jul. 31st, 2003 11:28 pm (UTC)
that's fucked up.
Jul. 31st, 2003 11:36 pm (UTC)
Yeah and the thing is, she just kind of confirmed her "psycho ex girlfriend" status.
Aug. 1st, 2003 12:33 am (UTC)
Eww, how vile. But dude, I wouldn't give up calling ever again just because she throws a hissy fit once. Especially since John asked you to call and says to disregard her. Still, I know it isn't fun to get howled at. Maybe let some time pass then try again one day?
Aug. 1st, 2003 12:35 am (UTC)
I'm tired of all the effort. I'll let him just drift in the wind. I mean, he's not really very proactive about this whatever thing here, so maybe it isn't anything much to worry over anyhow. So whatever, let him goooo.

And stop acting like a fourteen year old girl.
Aug. 1st, 2003 02:08 am (UTC)
Yeah, I see what you mean. With the situation he's in, it sounds like he needs to put forth more effort of his own to contact you. Lots more fish in the sea if he doesn't put forth that effort!
Aug. 1st, 2003 02:54 am (UTC)
Yeah and I luv seafood, baby!
Aug. 1st, 2003 08:20 am (UTC)
i'd email him and say 'wow. I just had a really unpleasant conversation with your ex, man. Can we please email each other to say we're home before I call you or something? 'Cause I really don't want to deal with that.'
But then again, I'd also have asked when it became solely her phone.
Aug. 1st, 2003 10:03 am (UTC)
I asked just that, like, why don't you get seperate phones or something, if it's such a big deal to have people CALL.

I don't have his email address, he's not a big geek like me and EVERYONE ELSE I KNOW.
Aug. 1st, 2003 08:55 am (UTC)
If you want to have some fun at her expense, try calling from, say, a pay phone. If you get him, great. If you get her, then pull some annoying phone gag on her. Why let her win when you can have fun getting revenge?
Aug. 1st, 2003 10:05 am (UTC)
Because it's a big waste of energy and time and I got other stuff to do.

And fuck it, man, I'll find a boy who'll call me back.
Aug. 1st, 2003 11:19 am (UTC)
I'm sure
That that shouldn't be a problem for you. There's lots of local seafood flavors to choose from. :-)

Aug. 1st, 2003 09:27 am (UTC)
I think you should call FIVE TIMES A DAY.
Aug. 1st, 2003 12:55 pm (UTC)
Yeah, I second that. Post the number here and I'll WARdial it from work. Once a minute, every minute.
Aug. 1st, 2003 12:58 pm (UTC)
Hahaha ok! 5 times, war dialer! Check!

They have caller ID though, that's why she was so insistant that I was calling every fucking day, which is completely untrue.

I thought about just deleting him from my cel phone, which would essentially delete him from my social life as I haven't memorized a single phone number since I became a cel person...
Aug. 4th, 2003 12:16 am (UTC)
thank you for your help moving...and for the hook up on the place. i could not have pulled it off with out you. high five to the sister with the extensions and the corsette.
Aug. 4th, 2003 01:10 am (UTC)
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Wait i'm confused, which sistah with extensions and a corsette?

wtf! welcome to the hood
Aug. 4th, 2003 02:05 am (UTC)
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um...my sister with the afro and the straight jacket...
Aug. 4th, 2003 02:06 am (UTC)
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Oh hey yeah I hear ya. How's tricks?
Aug. 4th, 2003 02:09 am (UTC)
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tricks?? what?? so what went down at the zeitgeist?
Aug. 4th, 2003 02:20 am (UTC)
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Nuthin much, I got wacky and drank a great deal a really big double vodka sour Mike bought for me and that just exaggerated my weird sort of disconnected malaise, and there were too many people, too much noise, too little to engage with, so I took off. Woo!

A whole lot of weird thoughts lately.
Aug. 4th, 2003 05:24 am (UTC)
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It was good meeting you, even if we didn't directly talk much... I shoulda scooted down the bench and talked some — you seemed interesting and funny. and s00per cute to boot ;)
Aug. 4th, 2003 07:45 am (UTC)
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It was nice meeting you as well, hey! You should have scooted, had you the inclination to do so. It would have thrown me for a loop! Maybe snapped me out of my uncharacteristically shy, awkward introspective mood.

... s00per huh? I'm blushing! I was making eyes at you, so nyeah.
Aug. 4th, 2003 01:15 pm (UTC)
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> Quit staring at my BUCKET!

But, like, you have a big bucket. on your head. and, well... that's interesting.

> I was making eyes at you, so nyeah

I noticed :P much of the latter part of the night is a hazy blur (that was a lot of beer for me, especially on an empty stomach) but I do remember looking down the table a lot. Oh, and drunkenly pointing at you and shouting, "Hey, you're caffeina, huh?" ;) good fun!
Aug. 6th, 2003 11:21 am (UTC)
somehow this post slipped past my highly tuned lj friend radar.
alas and alack!

i wanted to tell you i have that dress and that slip and you should set up a time to come by or have visitors so we can do the gifty thing if they fit. we're home, call us.
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