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Back...April-ish, I told e. that I wanted to see Star Trek *on my birthday*. She said "Can I come?" and I said "of course!"
A week ago, once I'd posted the info here in LJ, I emailed her the same info, when where, what time, etc.
Tonight, I get her reply:
Date: Tue, 19 May 2009 17:13:18 -0500
From: e
To: mE
Sorry I meant to get back to you sooner. Sorry we saw “Star Trek” already or I would love to go. Have a great time tomorrow on your birthday. Let me know when you have some time so we can catch up.
Of course she saw it already, probably opening night. Even after I told her I was saving Star Trek for my birthday because that's what I *really wanted to do* ever since I found out about it and she gave me the impression she wanted to see it with me.
So, like I said, I'm done with e. Vague acquaintance status has been reached. But of course there's still that fucked up lonely goofball idiot 18 year old inside me who bonded with her at Tulane who is hurt and doesn't understand this wierd kind of superficial girl-friendship. It seems so normal and apparently satisfying to e, but it just makes me feel bad.
A week ago, once I'd posted the info here in LJ, I emailed her the same info, when where, what time, etc.
Tonight, I get her reply:
Date: Tue, 19 May 2009 17:13:18 -0500
From: e
To: mE
Sorry I meant to get back to you sooner. Sorry we saw “Star Trek” already or I would love to go. Have a great time tomorrow on your birthday. Let me know when you have some time so we can catch up.
Of course she saw it already, probably opening night. Even after I told her I was saving Star Trek for my birthday because that's what I *really wanted to do* ever since I found out about it and she gave me the impression she wanted to see it with me.
So, like I said, I'm done with e. Vague acquaintance status has been reached. But of course there's still that fucked up lonely goofball idiot 18 year old inside me who bonded with her at Tulane who is hurt and doesn't understand this wierd kind of superficial girl-friendship. It seems so normal and apparently satisfying to e, but it just makes me feel bad.
