Last year I posted a long list of resolutions.
Damn good ones, and I did a damn good job of keeping them.
So, as my reward, I have no resolutions this year.
Not that there is no longer any room for improvement (ha! hardly) but would you want to live in a house that was in a constant state of remodel? I think not.
This year, it's not about how I can make myself better in 2007, it's how 2007 can be better to ME.
2007 is my bitch, yo.
And here's what I want from 2007.
*shrugs*
I can accept that.
Damn good ones, and I did a damn good job of keeping them.
So, as my reward, I have no resolutions this year.
Not that there is no longer any room for improvement (ha! hardly) but would you want to live in a house that was in a constant state of remodel? I think not.
This year, it's not about how I can make myself better in 2007, it's how 2007 can be better to ME.
2007 is my bitch, yo.
And here's what I want from 2007.
- Flowers
- Vacations
- All debt paid off
- Dancing
*shrugs*
I can accept that.
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"This year, it's not about how I can make myself better in 2007, it's how 2007 can be better to ME.
2007 is my bitch, yo."
Get over yourself. Seriously.
Don't take it so seriously. Seriously.
You know, nothing reaffirms my choice to back away from a friendship like having that person still obsess about it months later and leave nasty comments.
You DO realize who you're starting to resemble here, right? I can't imagine you want that.
But if you do, there's already an I Hate Sarah website and boy, Devin could really use something like you over there, you know, someone who can actually spell.
And I gots me a really big spam folder.
I backed away from the friendship, you ran away and started acting like a cornered and wounded animal. Meanwhile, I'm here getting warm next to the straw man effigy that's going up in flames. I tend to study apparent contradictions because it tends to highlight areas of insufficient knowledge. I'll stick around here so as I see the chance to gain some insight into the human condition.
Dufel, I don't need to get over me, you need to get over me.
Bunny once told me to pray not that I would have the strength and wisdom to back away from toxic people, but that they would simply remove themselves. So if you say you backed away first, *shrug* whatever. That works too.
But see, the thing is that you haven't though.
You're still here.
It's officially sick and unhealthy now Dufel. It's been years that you've been hanging around with your hopes of more than friendship from me. And I'm realizing more and more that while I thought I was being your friend, all I was doing was abetting your delusion that you have some sort of claim on me.
So let me clear something up. I will never apologize for being happy, no matter how thick a guilt trip you lay. I earned it, I made it, and you have only yourself to blame for your own unhappiness.
And I rescind your right to speak here on my blog, even "anonymously."
Your freak-out over the fact of my hit counter, its both creepy and telling.
I will no longer read anything you send me. It will end up, unread, in a folder, in case I need it for legal reasons.
My last words to you as a friend are that you really need to stop coming here. Quit me cold turkey. I don't feel comfortable with your obsession. You're an adult. I'm hoping you can see that your behavior here is pathetic and obsessive.
And if you can't see that, then maybe you should talk to a professional. I don't care what you say to them about me, just get it all out of your system.
I will feel much better and safer when I am nothing but a vague memory to you. I genuinely hope you have a nice life, mostly because then you will LEAVE ME ALONE.
YOU NEED TO MOVE ON.
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Perhaps I went over Dufel's head with complicated sentences like, "leave me alone."
Oh well, if he keeps it up, his lawyer can explain it to him.
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