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You're just crossing paths

oh, with the way he left me...

You know what drives me nuts? When I text message someone and they call me instead of text back. If I had WANTED to talk to you, I would have called. I hate talking on the phone. Texting is so much easier. I have a couple of friends who ALWAYS do this to me. It may be petty, but it pisses me off. I have one guy friend who will text me a few times just so he knows I am by my phone and not busy, and then he'll call. Because he knows if he just calls I won't answer because I hate talking on the phone. Sneaky little bastard.

I went and picked up Ruthie on Sunday. She is the sweetest, coolest little dog on the planet. Really, I adore her. She is fitting in great with the other three. Her handicap doesn't slow her down at all. She can even jump up (and down) on my bed. She moves almost as fast as the rest of them on carpet. She has some trouble on the linoleum, but the only places in my house that are that way are the kitchen and the bathroom. She does this cute little thing when she gets excited--she kind of flips her front paws...they look almost like flippers. She flips them really fast and it is so cute. I have to get a video of her doing it. I love her!

I'm ready for spring. I'm rebelling against winter. I am wearing only spring-y clothes from now on. I'm freezing of course, but I don't care. I'm showing my solidarity to spring.

The other night the "boyfriend" and I got into a fight. I use the term "boyfriend" loosely because we are in what I like to call an UNrelationship. This is the only way I like my relationships. Anyhow, we're exclusive, but we haven't put a label on ourselves. This drives my friends nuts because they don't see how I can stand not to have a label, but it has been my experience that labels (just like myspace) ruin relationships. Of course, it always gets to that point in the UNrelationship where one person wants more than the other. Rather, they want the other person to give more, be more, do more, etc. Our fight occured because he was acting all weird and I told him if he wanted out, I really just wanted him to say it. Apparently I tell him to take a hike too much, because he got all bent out of shape and said that just because he was in a weird mood once in a while did not mean he wanted out. He also said that he feels (ugh. "feels") like I don't care because I'm always saying, "Well, if you want out, just tell me. It's okay." Then he said it wasn't his fault I was "damaged" and that I just expected every man in my life to walk away (or end up in jail).

Nice, huh?

He's right, of course. That is what is so infuriating. Sometimes I wish he'd just walk away. I deal with that a lot easier than this...notion that he is actually beginning to love me.

Being self-depriciating is so gratifying.