Friday, May 28, 2010

Don't knock on my door....

I realize that my postings lately have been somewhat filled with rage. Perhaps that is just the analytical demon in me creeping to the surface; causing me to scrutinize every little detail, poring over every loose end, trying to make sense of everything that passes through my life. But then again, I can't help it. But things have managed to calm down at the moment. Yes I may still be pissed off at a certain New Zealander but I'm trying to block her out. Perhaps there is nothing to worry about. Or perhaps there is. My guards are still up but I'm just taking it easy for now. One thing to look forward to, she'll be out of the country soon enough and I'll hopefully be able to regain my sanity back.

What happens if you can't get along with your other half's supposed best friend? I mean I get along fine with his other best friends, but this one particular weirdo I just can't seem to accept. And I know she hates my guts too. All I can say is, good! A female friend has to know where to draw the line when it comes to your male friend who already has a girlfriend or a wife. You can't expect things to be like how they used to be. Things change.

Unlike the famous Jack/Janet/Chrissy menage a trois back in the 70s, this ain't like that.

Two's company, three's a crowd.

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