Of little note
So, yesterday was Father's Day.
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Amazingly, I did the same thing I've done for the last twenty Father's Day's. Surprising how some things don't change regardless of other stuff.
In other news, went to the faire Saturday. It was ok for the most part. Very hot and... Well, ok. I guess I need to be honest here. I was looking to raise some hell and possibly start something. I'd like to say I was successful, but I wasn't all that much so. You see, I knew someone was going to be there and she and I have had a long period of silence between us and haven't seen each other since our little falling out. So, yeah, I knew she'd probably be there, and it would be quite the show. Unfortunately, it wasn't because she supposedly only saw me once (I saw her three times that day and she was looking in my direction each time) and when she did I was in a hurry cause I wanted to get a few more things in before I had to leave so I could take a nap before work that night.
Well, long story short, it got slighlty uglier and in my haste, I was the victim of a drive by bitching. Literally her husband came up to me in the middle of a tarot reading, told me off, and before I could get a word out, he turned around and scampered back to his owner (read: wife.)
I tell you what, the nerve of some people!!! And he called me childish and something else I didn't quite catch. On the plus side, I got a good reading (getting to that in a minute) and in the end walked out of the faire feeling better than when I went in.
So, the tarot reading was good, but left me a bit thoughtful. For the most part, he was right on the ball, but one thing that he said struck me as kind of odd. He said that my sense of independance makes me sometimes appear to others as aloof. This is why I don't have many close friends because I tend to pass judgement pretty quick and while I don't have control over who I meet, I do have control over who I hang around with. I've never been too shy with me being a control freak, but I wonder if that's how everyone see's me. Do they? Hm... The thing is is that, I will sit for a moment and think about it and within seconds just shrug my shoulders and I'm over it. I really, honestly, don't have time to pet people's ego's. I'm sorry if I offend people by my coldness sometimes but I just don't have time for your drama. I think I blew off like four people at the faire because I basically just didn't feel like talking to them because, well, I just didn't care to.
Does that make me a bad person?
Does is make me even worse that I don't care if it does?
....
Amazingly, I did the same thing I've done for the last twenty Father's Day's. Surprising how some things don't change regardless of other stuff.
In other news, went to the faire Saturday. It was ok for the most part. Very hot and... Well, ok. I guess I need to be honest here. I was looking to raise some hell and possibly start something. I'd like to say I was successful, but I wasn't all that much so. You see, I knew someone was going to be there and she and I have had a long period of silence between us and haven't seen each other since our little falling out. So, yeah, I knew she'd probably be there, and it would be quite the show. Unfortunately, it wasn't because she supposedly only saw me once (I saw her three times that day and she was looking in my direction each time) and when she did I was in a hurry cause I wanted to get a few more things in before I had to leave so I could take a nap before work that night.
Well, long story short, it got slighlty uglier and in my haste, I was the victim of a drive by bitching. Literally her husband came up to me in the middle of a tarot reading, told me off, and before I could get a word out, he turned around and scampered back to his owner (read: wife.)
I tell you what, the nerve of some people!!! And he called me childish and something else I didn't quite catch. On the plus side, I got a good reading (getting to that in a minute) and in the end walked out of the faire feeling better than when I went in.
So, the tarot reading was good, but left me a bit thoughtful. For the most part, he was right on the ball, but one thing that he said struck me as kind of odd. He said that my sense of independance makes me sometimes appear to others as aloof. This is why I don't have many close friends because I tend to pass judgement pretty quick and while I don't have control over who I meet, I do have control over who I hang around with. I've never been too shy with me being a control freak, but I wonder if that's how everyone see's me. Do they? Hm... The thing is is that, I will sit for a moment and think about it and within seconds just shrug my shoulders and I'm over it. I really, honestly, don't have time to pet people's ego's. I'm sorry if I offend people by my coldness sometimes but I just don't have time for your drama. I think I blew off like four people at the faire because I basically just didn't feel like talking to them because, well, I just didn't care to.
Does that make me a bad person?
Does is make me even worse that I don't care if it does?
posted by Not Your TGM | 10:11 AM
1 Comments:
Nope, and nope.
I had my palm read the other day. If I don't live well into my 90's or 100's, someone needs to get my money back from her. $15. Just to letcha know. ;o)
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