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  <pubDate>Tue, 24 Jan 2023 15:06:59 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>last night</title>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;We had dinner with Aunt L and&amp;nbsp; Uncle B to celebrate Brother A&apos;s freedom. His original release date was 1/23, but after all the rigamarole his final parole appointment was the 19th so that&apos;s his real &apos;freedom&apos; date.&amp;nbsp; That was nice.&amp;nbsp; It&apos;s good to be able to go out in the world again and it was at Arpeggio, one of our favorite places. L. brought me a boxed cake mix , &amp;quot;Dolly Parton&apos;s Banana Cake&amp;quot; and a can of &amp;quot;Dolly Parton&apos;s buttercream frosting&amp;quot;....apparently I&apos;m supposed to make this abomination and bring her a nice corner piece. LOL.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I hate all things artificially banana flavored. I love real fresh bananas and i even like banana bread or banana pancakes/waffles,&amp;nbsp; but not banana pudding, bananas foster, banana candy, ice cream, etc.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;It&apos;s the artificial whatever alkaloid ester chemical shitstorm that I dislike. Anyhoo. I&apos;ll make it and Thax and A can eat it and I&apos;ll take L&amp;amp;B a big old piece, too. LOL.&amp;nbsp; L was obese for most of her working life and when she retired she lost a lot of weight and now is fairly strict with her eating habits. Good for her but her work arounds for when she wants a sweet are kinda funny :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gpt home around 8 and decided to walk dogs before settling in for some TV and bedtime, our usual routine. We were passing by a VRBO house that used to be a &apos;group home&apos; in our neighborhood when I heard a squirrel doing the little &apos;distress bark&apos;&amp;nbsp; which I thought was unusual because it was well after dark by then. So I walked over to see if maybe it was fussing because it was trapped, stuck, or had a baby on the ground.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I shined my cellphone&apos;s flashlight up into the tree and saw two eyes reflecting back at me, a cat lying in a fork of the branches. I didn&apos;t see the squirrel. I started looking around under the tree to see if I could see a baby. There was another cat at the base of the tree, looking up. Sunny started barking at the cat and the cat backed off; I thought that was fine, maybe if the cat ran off from the base of the tree the squirrel could get down safely and get to another tree with no cat in it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, this man from across the street and up a couple of houses came over and started shouting at us, apparently these were his cats and our dog was scaring them, whatever whatever. I tried to explain that i&apos;d heard a squirrel in distress and was trying to find out what was wrong, he yelled at me about Sunny barking and scaring his cats, I tried to explain that the cat was already in the tree (terrorizing the squirrel) when we walked up, he said &amp;quot;I&apos;m done listening to you,&amp;quot; or &amp;quot;I&apos;m done with you&amp;quot; or something like that, and&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;just go away&amp;quot;. I said &amp;quot;Ok,fine, god bless you, sir.&amp;quot; (sarcastic tone) and started to walk away. He said &amp;quot;fuck you&amp;quot; and that was IT. I yelled &amp;quot;fuck you&amp;quot; back, then he started going&amp;nbsp; off on &amp;quot;You&apos;re not a real believe, real good christian with that language,&amp;quot; and I was&amp;nbsp; like &amp;quot;FUCK YOU, YOU SAID IT TO ME FIRST!!!&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile Thax is speaking in calm conversational tones trying to de-escalate the ridiculous nonsense.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m walking away, yelling at him &amp;quot;jesus christ, what the fuck is wrong with you,&amp;quot; (I don&apos;t remember what all I said) and he&apos;s yelling &apos;fuck you&amp;quot; at me and &amp;quot;you trying to fight&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp; at Thax. His teenage (?) son(?) was trying to get him to walk away and I&apos;m yelling shit at him like &amp;quot;Keep your fucking cats in your goddamn house if you dont&apos; want dogs barking at them&amp;quot; and&amp;nbsp; then my grand finale &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;quot;Go back to New Jersey or wherever the GODDAMN HELL you came from, WE DONT ACT LIKE THIS IN TEXAS!!!!!&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was fucking ridiculous.&amp;nbsp; We&apos;ve passed these cats on our walks before, that street is on our regular morning route. The cats like to go under these big arbor vitae trees that are across the street from the man&apos;s house, and sometimes they&apos;ll be under there when the dogs are sniffing at the trees. he&apos;s given us the stinkeye for that before. Not that Boba, the tree pee-er is at all interested in the cats. He just likes to pee on those trees. Sunny would chase a cat if she wasn&apos;t leashed.&amp;nbsp; The cats never seem that bothered by it, if he leaves them out at night I&apos;m sure they&apos;ve dealt with worse--we have raccoons, possums, and coyotes in our neighborhood. Anyway, it was dumb and I&apos;m&amp;nbsp; ashamed and embarassed that I let him get my goat like that. Screeching profanity in the street like a goddamned lunatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one way I&apos;m glad I didn&apos;t let him get away with cussing at me and my husband and my dogs, I&apos;m glad I didn&apos;t just walk away and let him be abusive...but on the other hand I don&apos;t know what I could have or should have said or done to be a better person. Just walk away and let him cuss is probably the best, make him the unequivocal asshole in the situation. But whatever.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s raining this morning so the dogs don&apos;t want to walk, so we wont&apos; be passing his house today. But I guess at some point we&apos;ll walk that way again. I guess we&apos;ll see what happens.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m sure his kid was very embarassed to be in that situation too. I hope that guy isn&apos;t always so foul and awful.&amp;nbsp; And I hope the squirrel is OK. :/&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=evile&amp;ditemid=2614245&quot; width=&quot;30&quot; height=&quot;12&quot; alt=&quot;comment count unavailable&quot; style=&quot;vertical-align: middle;&quot;/&gt; comments</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 27 Aug 2021 22:15:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>2999the HBB hunter</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 			&lt;p style=&quot;margin-right: 0.1in; margin-bottom: 0in; border: none; padding: 0in; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 0.3in&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#999999&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Helvetica Neue, Helvetica, Arial, san-serif, Roboto&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background: #ffffff&quot;&gt;Mar. 			3, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; 		&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 		&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in; border: none; padding: 0in; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; 	&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;ul&gt; 	&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in; border: none; padding: 0in; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; 	&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in; border: none; padding: 0in&quot;&gt;Me to 	J-law:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m tired, I stayed up too late last night. It was 	mostly fun. The&lt;br /&gt;main organizer of the poly big fun campout was at 	dinner last night&lt;br /&gt;and we were talking and before I knew it, I&apos;d 	agreed to do a reprise&lt;br /&gt;of my &apos;edible bedroom delights&apos; workshop 	that I did the&lt;br /&gt;first/last/only time I went to big fun. wow. hope 	it goes better&lt;br /&gt;this time, since I know more people now. Last time 	there were only,&lt;br /&gt;like, 4 people at the workshop, and I&apos;d bought 	like a hundred bux&lt;br /&gt;worth of goodies. I ended up feeling kind of 	stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, that was fun. I saw a lot of friends and we 	had the patio&lt;br /&gt;pretty much to ourselves so I got to circulate and 	chat, which was&lt;br /&gt;really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did have one kind of icky 	experience--met my first HBB (Hot Bi&lt;br /&gt;Babe) Hunter. He was writing 	a screenplay. About bisexual women. And&lt;br /&gt;wanted to interview many 	many bisexual women. To make it authentic.&lt;br /&gt;So, please, tell me 	all the hot juicy details of your sex life,&lt;br /&gt;strange woman I just 	met 5 minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He started out seeming friendly and 	curious and nice, and then all of&lt;br /&gt;the sudden, POW. It was really 	disconcerting. Luckily, this gal&lt;br /&gt;nosugarsadded showed up as 	things were getting uncomfortable, and I gave her&lt;br /&gt;giant hugs and 	said &amp;quot;Hey&amp;quot; and then he started talking to her. 	Her&lt;br /&gt;boyfriend oracle_tx was right there, so I figure she&apos;d be OK. 	plus she&apos;s&lt;br /&gt;more of a TMI kind of girl, doesn&apos;t mind discussing 	such personal&lt;br /&gt;things. So hopefully I created a win win there, 	rather than foisted&lt;br /&gt;off an asshole on a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would 	have been perfect if UB had been there, I could have&lt;br /&gt;introduced 	the two of them, she would have lectured him all night&lt;br /&gt;about her 	fabulous wonderfulness and the rest of the ladies at dinner&lt;br /&gt;could 	have escaped unscathed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UB likes to tell stories about how 	people are always smarming on her&lt;br /&gt;because they think that being 	poly, pagan, self-professed bi means&lt;br /&gt;you&apos;ll fuck anything. I had 	never experienced this phenomenon so up&lt;br /&gt;close and personal 	before. UB says her response is something&lt;br /&gt;like &amp;quot;Yes, I&apos;m bi, 	poly, pagan, sex positive and frisky, but I won&apos;t&lt;br /&gt;fuck you, now 	go play in traffic.&amp;quot;...I really wish I&apos;d actually said&lt;br /&gt;that 	to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and did I mention? He was expelling quantities of 	intestinal gas&lt;br /&gt;the ENTIRE time. It was FOUL beyond belief. My 	nasal cavity is singed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shaking head* Ah, what a life.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=evile&amp;ditemid=2449619&quot; width=&quot;30&quot; height=&quot;12&quot; alt=&quot;comment count unavailable&quot; style=&quot;vertical-align: middle;&quot;/&gt; comments</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 10 May 2020 20:08:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>1575 Hurting Pace&apos;s feelings.</title>
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  <description>&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 			&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in&quot;&gt;Aug. 19, 2003&lt;/p&gt; 		&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 		&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; 	&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;ul&gt; 	&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; 	&lt;p&gt;Totally bad timing on that, too, because Pace &amp;amp; Erin just 	broke up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...feh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started with Portal of 	Evil posting a site of medical &lt;br /&gt;oddities, notably ones centered 	on female ovary &amp;amp; uterus disorders. I &lt;br /&gt;found some of 	endometriosis, my personal demon, and posted them in my &lt;br /&gt;LJ, just 	to sort of refute all that nonsense in &lt;u&gt;C--T&lt;/u&gt; about how cool 	&lt;br /&gt;menstruation is and how awesome the uterus is and how wonderful 	it is &lt;br /&gt;to give birth and how evil and rotten men are who invented 	hormonal &lt;br /&gt;birth control and how deluded we women who use it are. 	&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Pace posts a little flippant &amp;quot;Jealous?&amp;quot; in my 	comments. No biggie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My answer was...tactless. Basically I 	said I didn&apos;t understand why &lt;br /&gt;someone would willingly choose to 	be female. No answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, on realizing how tactless 	that was, I also realized that &lt;br /&gt;the womens movement members who 	believe that womanhood is only &lt;br /&gt;achieved by having a functional 	uterus are also rejecting women like &lt;br /&gt;Pace, who (for whatever 	reason) have *chosen* to go through with &lt;br /&gt;various chemical 	treatments &amp;amp; surgeries in order to be outwardly &lt;br /&gt;female. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I 	guess I need to try harder to explain/apologize to Pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots 	of my friends have hobbies &amp;amp; interests that don&apos;t interest me. I 	&lt;br /&gt;have friends who absolutely *must* attend every weekend of every 	&lt;br /&gt;renaissance faire. I have friends who are as adamant about being 	at &lt;br /&gt;HFS stuff. Collecting X men comic books, or all the works of 	____ &lt;br /&gt;artist. Max is intent on covering himself with tattoos 	(matching his &lt;br /&gt;outer self to that which he perceives as &apos;self&apos; or 	playing &amp;quot;look at &lt;br /&gt;me I&apos;m a freak&amp;quot;?) Not my place to 	question or judge. People need to &lt;br /&gt;do whatever makes them feel 	good about themselves &amp;amp; their lives. I &lt;br /&gt;wasn&apos;t trying to 	belittle Pace&apos;s choice, just really ... I don&apos;t &lt;br /&gt;understand.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=evile&amp;ditemid=2187500&quot; width=&quot;30&quot; height=&quot;12&quot; alt=&quot;comment count unavailable&quot; style=&quot;vertical-align: middle;&quot;/&gt; comments</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 10 May 2020 20:05:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>EJ entries Aug. 19, 2003</title>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;&lt;h2 class=&quot;western&quot;&gt;1572fuckwittage with e&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Expand Messages&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 		&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in&quot;&gt;evilE&lt;/p&gt; 		&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in&quot;&gt;Aug. 19, 2003&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; 	&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 			&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; 		&lt;/ul&gt; 		&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 				&lt;p&gt;--- e wrote:&lt;/p&gt; 				&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Subject: Water Fun Sunday&lt;br /&gt; Date: Tue, 19 Aug 				2003 09:39:24 -0500&lt;br /&gt;  				&lt;/blockquote&gt; 				&lt;p&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hola non-biking 				friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You both have suggested interested in playing in 				the&lt;br /&gt;water. I am planning on going to either Barton 				Springs&lt;br /&gt;(more likely of the two) or Hamilton&apos;s Pool 				Sunday&lt;br /&gt;afternoon for some nice relaxing, cool, wet fun and 				I&lt;br /&gt;wanted to see you. Either one or both of you&lt;br /&gt;interested 				in joining me? If so please let me know a&lt;br /&gt;good time for 				you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===============================================&lt;br /&gt;Forwarded 				to J-Law with this message:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: Tue, 19 Aug 2003 				09:45:24 -0700 (PDT) &lt;br /&gt;From: e&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Fwd: Water Fun 				Sunday &lt;br /&gt;To: J-Law&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh. I dont&apos; know why I even 				bother. This all started&lt;br /&gt;with &amp;quot;Wanna do a girls night out 				on Friday or&lt;br /&gt;Saturday?&amp;quot;....so I said Friday would be best 				for me&lt;br /&gt;(was thinking of going to the beach or at 				least&lt;br /&gt;swimming somewhere out of town on Saturday)...so this&lt;br /&gt;is 				her final plan from all that, apparently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not a 				&amp;quot;Night&amp;quot;, It is not on Friday or Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;So why the 				FUCK did she even bother asking for input&lt;br /&gt;on when/where? And, 				more importantly, WHY DO I KEEP&lt;br /&gt;BOTHERING? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo...how 				is your Tuesday going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweetie is working on about day 2 				or 3 of not brushing his&lt;br /&gt;hair, day 5 of not-bathing and not 				wearing clean&lt;br /&gt;clothes, and it&apos;s been at least a week since 				he&lt;br /&gt;shaved. I am sorry he is unemployed &amp;amp; feeling bad&lt;br /&gt;about 				himself, but this is just getting NASTY. WTF. I&lt;br /&gt;have been out 				of work before, but at least I was&lt;br /&gt;clean, if depressed and 				miserable &amp;amp; self-hating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=E&lt;/p&gt; 			&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;ul&gt; 	&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;h2 class=&quot;western&quot;&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;yg-msg-subject21&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;yui_3_15_0_1_1573999462114_60919&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 		1573Re: fuckwittage with e&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 	&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 				&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in&quot;&gt;Aug. 19, 2003&lt;/p&gt; 			&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 	&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 			&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; 		&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 	&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 			&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; 		&lt;/ul&gt; 		&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 				&lt;p&gt;Date: Tue, 19 Aug 2003 10:22:42 -0700 (PDT) &lt;br /&gt;From: 				J&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Re: Fwd: Water Fun Sunday &lt;br /&gt;To: me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 				one thing to say re: e, which is: &amp;quot;Non-biking &lt;br /&gt;friends&amp;quot; 				?!?!?!?!?!? She could just as easily say, &amp;quot;less interesting 				&lt;br /&gt;friends,&amp;quot; &amp;quot;non-real friends&amp;quot; .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am 				very sorry to hear about Sweetie&apos;s weirdness - that must be so 				hard &lt;br /&gt;to deal with. *hug* I am hoping things get better for 				both your &lt;br /&gt;sakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Tuesday is going okay - a little 				slow, actually, but in kind of a &lt;br /&gt;scary way. Like, there&apos;s 				something I could/should be doing but &lt;br /&gt;somehow forgot or ?? At 				least I can take a few moments to pack, &lt;br /&gt;though - I&apos;ve hardly 				done anything on that front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upside: I found a job listing 				for the Courts Editor of Law.com, &lt;br /&gt;which is a legal news, etc. 				website geared primarily toward lawyers. &lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s been around for 				awhile (not like a .com startup). It sounds &lt;br /&gt;pretty cool. The 				headline is: Have a law degree but don&apos;t want to &lt;br /&gt;practice? 				Uh, yeah. Better finish up my resume before things get 				&lt;br /&gt;nutty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO! Love you!&lt;/p&gt; 			&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 	&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 			&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; 		&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;ul&gt; 	&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=evile&amp;ditemid=2187000&quot; width=&quot;30&quot; height=&quot;12&quot; alt=&quot;comment count unavailable&quot; style=&quot;vertical-align: middle;&quot;/&gt; comments</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 10 May 2020 19:51:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>1565 last night at cafe mundi</title>
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  <description>&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 			&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in&quot;&gt;Aug. 15, 2003&lt;/p&gt; 		&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;ul&gt; 	&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; 	&lt;p&gt;I am still seething over the events last night at the bellydance 	show &lt;br /&gt;I attended. Chinless (apparently also spineless &amp;amp; 	possibly brainless) &lt;br /&gt;Moo, very pretty but apparently 	dumb-as-a-stick (and maybe non-&lt;br /&gt;English-speaking) Duh, and their 	two precious adorable offspring &lt;br /&gt;ruined 3/4 of the show for 	everyone else. Selfish fucking breeders. &lt;br /&gt;Oh, the daughters were 	cute enough, about 3 and 6, wearing matching &lt;br /&gt;little patriotic 	sundresses, hair in ringlets, cyoot button noses, &lt;br /&gt;the works. (I 	am reminded of the adage that even the Devil can take a &lt;br /&gt;pleasing 	form if it suits his purposes....) &lt;br /&gt;So, a few minutes into the 	2nd dancer&apos;s performance, these assholes &lt;br /&gt;show up, and 	immediately start scraping chairs across the ground, &lt;br /&gt;arranging 	things to suit their breederness, while the oldest whines &lt;br /&gt;and 	screeches various questions and comments: &amp;quot;What&apos;s he &lt;br /&gt;holding? 	/What&apos;s she wearing? /*heehehee*--look at her tummy!&amp;quot; ad 	&lt;br /&gt;nauseam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the younger one starts screeching 	wordlessly, so Moo gets baby &lt;br /&gt;on her lap and starts holding the 	baby&apos;s hands, waving them in time &lt;br /&gt;to the music, punching me in 	the arm on every beat. After about 3 &lt;br /&gt;blows, I got out of my 	chair, moved it away, and re-seated myself. &lt;br /&gt;Moo had the grace to 	mutter &apos;sorry&apos; at me at that point. Stupid &lt;br /&gt;bitch. Then the 	oldest gets started again: &amp;quot;Which one is teacher? &lt;br /&gt;Where&apos;s 	teacher?&amp;quot; bla bla. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the youngest is 	&amp;quot;huuuunnngreeeeee!&amp;quot; So they give her something &lt;br /&gt;which 	she proceeds to eat with her hands, then of course starts &lt;br /&gt;dancing 	near Moo&apos;s legs, and wiping her slimy little paws on my &lt;br /&gt;pants. 	More than once. Finally, I made vague &apos;shoo-ing&apos; motions at &lt;br /&gt;her, 	which seemed effective. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oldest finally fucked off, to go 	play with the 3 young bellydance &lt;br /&gt;students in the audience. 	Apparently, the girls were friendly enough &lt;br /&gt;to give her a coin 	belt to wear, and they were having a fine old &lt;br /&gt;time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 	second half begins, the oldest pipes up with &amp;quot;I ALREADY saw HER 	&lt;br /&gt;dance!&amp;quot; Half the audience laughs, the other half &apos;shushes&apos; 	her. The &lt;br /&gt;youngest keeps running onto the rug where the dancers 	are performing. &lt;br /&gt;I was waiting for one of the dancers to kick her 	in the head, but it &lt;br /&gt;didn&apos;t happen. Moo kept rescuing her in the 	nick of time. Never heard &lt;br /&gt;her say NO to this kid, she just 	smiled and grabbed her off the rug. &lt;br /&gt;They were both acting like 	it was some kind of cute &apos;chase&apos; game. &lt;br /&gt;WTF!? Would they act like 	this if this were an indoor performance, &lt;br /&gt;and pwecious babygirl 	was running onto the damn STAGE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the section of the show 	I don&apos;t really care for begins: the &lt;br /&gt;young (like age 6-10) 	dancers get up to do short solo dances. &lt;br /&gt;Apparently they&apos;ve 	offered to let the older kid with her borrowed &lt;br /&gt;coin belt dance. 	The first dance student goes out to dance, and the &lt;br /&gt;older brat 	goes into Nuclear Meltdown mode. I don&apos;t know what the &lt;br /&gt;deal was, 	whether she wanted to go first, or whether she didn&apos;t want &lt;br /&gt;to 	dance after all, or what, but CLUELESS damn parents grab her and 	&lt;br /&gt;take her to the area behind the audience, still well within 	hearing &lt;br /&gt;range, while she literally ROARS, screams, and hits and 	kicks her &lt;br /&gt;parents for a good 5 minutes. Then they take her out 	to the parking &lt;br /&gt;lot, where, due to my exceptional hearing, I can 	*still* hear her &lt;br /&gt;screaming. Finally FINALLY, they fucking left 	(not bothering to &lt;br /&gt;return the borrowed coin belt, of course. 	There goes somebody&apos;s $50 &lt;br /&gt;dance accessory),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an 	inspiration from all of this: &amp;quot;Discipline On Call&amp;quot;. If 	&lt;br /&gt;parents are too &apos;nice&apos; (read: &apos;useless&apos;) to beat their own 	children, &lt;br /&gt;they can fuckin call me. And then maybe we&apos;ll finally 	get some good &lt;br /&gt;use out of those ridiculous assholes we 	occasionally meet in public &lt;br /&gt;who tell their kids shit like &amp;quot;If 	you don&apos;t behave, that mean lady is &lt;br /&gt;going to spank you&amp;quot;...make 	that shit TRUE. And then Moo and Duh can &lt;br /&gt;still be the kiddies 	Bestest Fwiends, at least until kiddie is old &lt;br /&gt;enough to 	understand who the real bad guy is in this situation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There 	were a couple of nice things yesterday evening: at the 	&lt;br /&gt;intermission, Z Helene said hello &amp;amp; was nice to me, even 	though I was &lt;br /&gt;giving out major &amp;quot;Get the Fuck Away From Me/ 	I&apos;m Invisible&amp;quot; vibes due &lt;br /&gt;to the hideous brats. That speaks 	majorly of her graciousness. (she &lt;br /&gt;*did* ask if she knew me, and 	I was all hurt &amp;amp; offended as usual when &lt;br /&gt;someone wonderful 	doesn&apos;t remember boring old dumpy invisible me, but &lt;br /&gt;what can I 	expect? I was putting out &apos;invisible&apos; vibes!) And at the &lt;br /&gt;end, 	when I was totally frazzled &amp;amp; saying my goodbyes to S. (Never 	&lt;br /&gt;thought I&apos;d envy someone their deafness!), Valeda invited me to 	come &lt;br /&gt;up and dance at the &apos;end of show jam&apos; they do. Very sweet 	of her. &lt;br /&gt;She is a beautiful person, inside &amp;amp; out.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=evile&amp;ditemid=2185407&quot; width=&quot;30&quot; height=&quot;12&quot; alt=&quot;comment count unavailable&quot; style=&quot;vertical-align: middle;&quot;/&gt; comments</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 08 May 2020 17:15:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>EJ - entries for Mar. 31, 2003</title>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;&lt;h2 class=&quot;western&quot;&gt;1320 awful drama&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; 			&lt;ul&gt; 				&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in&quot;&gt;Mar. 31, 2003&lt;/p&gt; 			&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 	&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 			&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; 		&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 	&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 			&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; 		&lt;/ul&gt; 		&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 				&lt;p&gt;Me to X, this a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you going to come to Central 				Market this Wednesday?&lt;br /&gt;===============&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X to me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No 				I can&apos;t go this Wednesday. M is out of town&lt;br /&gt;and comes home 				wednesday evening, so i have to be&lt;br /&gt;home to see him. 				Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;========&lt;br /&gt;Me to X:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No problem. See ya 				Friday, then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry not to have a plan in mind for 				Friday&lt;br /&gt;yet--I still haven&apos;t gotten any info from the 				Escape&lt;br /&gt;Weekend people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will get in touch with you 				as soon as I know&lt;br /&gt;something from them as far as check-in 				times, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=E&lt;br /&gt;==============&lt;br /&gt;X 				replied:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok then, when you know something just let me 				know. I&lt;br /&gt;have a really big favor to ask of you and it&lt;br /&gt;involves 				keeping a secret from my husband. If you&lt;br /&gt;are opposed to that 				let me know, if not I will ask&lt;br /&gt;the 				favor.&lt;br /&gt;=======================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I paused. Then sent the 				whole exchange &amp;amp; a draft of my response to &lt;br /&gt;J-Law for her 				opinion. Here is what she said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That&apos;s good. It really is 				an imposition on the friendships involved &lt;br /&gt;here for her to say 				that she has a secret she wants kept from M, &lt;br /&gt;even without 				revealing the substance of the secret. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, you know 				that there is something going on that, arguably, M&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;should 				know. That, in at of itself, is a risky thing, I think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You 				might toss something in there about that. The thing is, if she 				&lt;br /&gt;really wants something kept secret, she needs to keep it to 				herself. &lt;br /&gt;Once she tells anyone else, whether it is a gossipy 				flake, or someone &lt;br /&gt;trustworthy like you, it is no longer a 				secret. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are nuts here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am about to have 				an aneurysm. Marie says my eyes are bugging outta &lt;br /&gt;my head 				like a cartoon character. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==========================&lt;br /&gt;So 				here&apos;s what I ended up sending to X:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: Mon, 31 Mar 				2003 10:31:42 -0800 (PST) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you and I&apos;m your 				friend. Whether or not I&lt;br /&gt;approve of all of your 				decisions/actions in life, I&lt;br /&gt;will always love you and care 				about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...I&apos;m also M&apos;s friend &amp;amp; I also love 				him &amp;amp; care&lt;br /&gt;about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I get the impression that 				this is not a nice&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;let&apos;s surprise M with something 				good&amp;quot; sort of&lt;br /&gt;secret, but a bad secret that would hurt 				his feelings&lt;br /&gt;if he knew, and might make him mad at me if he 				ever&lt;br /&gt;found out I knew. Not a good secret for me to know, 				no&lt;br /&gt;matter how nosey curious I may be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m sorry, but I 				can&apos;t help you if it&apos;s a &apos;bad secret&apos;&lt;br /&gt;that will be hurtful to 				M if he finds it out. I&apos;m&lt;br /&gt;not even really comfortable 				knowing that you have a&lt;br /&gt;secret from M, even though I don&apos;t 				even know what&lt;br /&gt;the secret is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya (really do!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=E&lt;/p&gt; 			&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 	&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 			&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; 		&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;ul&gt; 	&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;h2 class=&quot;western&quot;&gt;1321 Re: awful drama&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 	&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; 			&lt;ul&gt; 				&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in&quot;&gt;Mar. 31, 2003&lt;/p&gt; 			&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 	&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 			&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; 		&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 	&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 			&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; 		&lt;/ul&gt; 		&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 				&lt;p&gt;X wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not that serious of a secret, I just 				want a day alone and I &lt;br /&gt;was thinking of staying at my friend&apos;s 				house for a night. ( she is &lt;br /&gt;out of town). M has become 				very possessive of my time. And he is &lt;br /&gt;almost never gone. I am 				never, ever by myself. If I asked him for a &lt;br /&gt;night alone it 				would hurt his feelings, and he would feel that since &lt;br /&gt;I am 				already going away with you that should be my time. But it &lt;br /&gt;won&apos;t 				be. It will be my time with you. So I wanted to tell M that &lt;br /&gt;i 				was getting back on Monday instead of Sunday. Go to my friend&apos;s 				&lt;br /&gt;house and just be in solitude. Are you uncomfortable with 				that kind &lt;br /&gt;of secret? It is really no big deal, I have no big 				dark secrets from &lt;br /&gt;my husband. I&apos;m just looking for a lil me 				time. &lt;br /&gt;---------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My reply to 				X:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we should caravan down there so you can leave 				whenever you want &lt;br /&gt;and go do whatever you want and I can just 				honestly say I don&apos;t know &lt;br /&gt;nothin&apos; bout nothin&apos; if anybody 				asks. &lt;br /&gt;=-=========-=-=-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me to J-Law:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is 				such a LIE. You don&apos;t know somebody your&lt;br /&gt;entire life without 				being able to read &apos;em like a&lt;br /&gt;book. She wants to spend the day 				fucking someone,&lt;br /&gt;probably the musician guy she promised M she&apos;d&lt;br /&gt;never see again after he caught her fooling around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And 				it&apos;s not like they don&apos;t have a flyer for RRR&lt;br /&gt;great escape 				weekend that has the weekend spelled out:&lt;br /&gt;check in Friday 				afternoon,dinner friday nite, Saturday&lt;br /&gt;3 meals are served, 				there is a trail ride, there are&lt;br /&gt;massages, facials, manicures 				avail. all day at the big&lt;br /&gt;house, the van runs in to town for 				shopping all day,&lt;br /&gt;Sunday is breakfast/brunch and leave 				whenever you feel&lt;br /&gt;like. Nothing about Monday in the flyer, so 				very very&lt;br /&gt;easy to get caught LYING!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;h2 class=&quot;western&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1322 Re: awful drama&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 	&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; 			&lt;ul&gt; 				&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in&quot;&gt;Mar. 31, 2003&lt;/p&gt; 			&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 	&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 			&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; 		&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 	&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 			&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; 		&lt;/ul&gt; 		&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 				&lt;p&gt;I replied again with this: (probably should have skipped my 				first &lt;br /&gt;reply about caravaning, etc.--fingers crossed that 				she&apos;ll go ahead &lt;br /&gt;and flake so I can find a 				replacement!!!)&lt;br /&gt;==============================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think 				on the orange flyer for RRR weekends that I&lt;br /&gt;gave you, it gives 				the itenerary as Friday-Sunday&lt;br /&gt;only. So, if Mike was looking 				at a flyer, it would be&lt;br /&gt;pretty obvious that you were lying to 				him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you&apos;d rather spend the weekend at your 				friend&apos;s&lt;br /&gt;house, I can probably still find someone else to 				take&lt;br /&gt;your spot at RRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can certainly understand being 				stressed and wanting&lt;br /&gt;to be away from everyone for a 				while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know if that&apos;s a better option for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=E&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;h2 class=&quot;western&quot;&gt;1323 Re: awful drama&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 	&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; 			&lt;ul&gt; 				&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in&quot;&gt;Mar. 31, 2003&lt;/p&gt; 			&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 	&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 			&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; 		&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 	&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 			&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; 		&lt;/ul&gt; 		&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 				&lt;p&gt;J-Law&apos;s reply:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND - very easy to assume/guess/surmise 				whatever that you were in &lt;br /&gt;collusion with her on the lying, 				whether you are silent, or, worse, &lt;br /&gt;she sucks you into the 				position of backing her up after the fact. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I 				would watch out for something like that - she takes &lt;br /&gt;her &amp;quot;day 				off from M,&amp;quot; tells him it was for your girly weekend, he 				&lt;br /&gt;knows that&apos;s crap, and assumes you were in on it and/or X 				asks you &lt;br /&gt;to back her up, either privately, or in front of 				M. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The suck thing now is, you didn&apos;t want to know the 				secret anyway. &lt;br /&gt;Now that she has told you this story, which 				may or may not be the &lt;br /&gt;real secret, she has stuck you in a 				really crappy position.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;h2 class=&quot;western&quot;&gt;1324 Re: awful drama&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 	&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; 			&lt;ul&gt; 				&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in&quot;&gt;Mar. 31, 2003&lt;/p&gt; 			&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 	&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 			&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; 		&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 	&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 			&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; 		&lt;/ul&gt; 		&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 				&lt;p&gt;--- In &lt;a href=&quot;mailto:ErikaJournal@yahoogroups.com.au&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;evilEJournal@yahoogroups.com.au&lt;/a&gt;, 				&amp;quot;evilE &amp;lt;evile@f...&amp;gt;&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;evile@f...&amp;gt; 				wrote:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;J-Law&apos;s reply:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; AND - very easy to 				assume/guess/surmise whatever that you were in &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; collusion 				with her on the lying, whether you are silent, or, worse, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; 				she sucks you into the position of backing her up after the fact. 				&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; In fact, I would watch out for something like 				that - she takes &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; her &amp;quot;day off from Mike,&amp;quot; 				tells him it was for your girly weekend,  				&lt;/blockquote&gt; 				&lt;p&gt;he&amp;gt; knows that&apos;s crap, and assumes you were in on it and/or X 				asks&lt;/p&gt; 				&lt;p&gt;you&amp;gt; to back her up, either privately, or in front of Mike.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&amp;gt; 				&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; The suck thing now is, you didn&apos;t want to know the 				secret anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; Now that she has told you this story, 				which may or may not be the &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; real secret, she has stuck 				you in a really crappy position.&lt;/blockquote&gt; 				&lt;p&gt;My reply to J-Law:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: Mon, 31 Mar 2003 12:28:42 -0800 				(PST) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exactly. I suggested to her that she just go 				do&lt;br /&gt;whatever this weekend, and I&apos;d find somebody else to&lt;br /&gt;go 				with me to RRR. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her I didn&apos;t want to know the 				secret, she&lt;br /&gt;violated my clearly-stated boundary and told 				me&lt;br /&gt;anyway,and now I&apos;m in a total no-win situation,&lt;br /&gt;because 				I know *somthing* M doesn&apos;t, even if it&apos;s&lt;br /&gt;not the truth. 				And, yes, no matter how honest I am, I&lt;br /&gt;look like a liar, no 				matter what happens at this&lt;br /&gt;point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not going to go 				tattling to M, I&apos;m not going&lt;br /&gt;to say anything to anybody, 				but I still feel like&lt;br /&gt;shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to top it all 				off, I have to find someone else to&lt;br /&gt;go to RRR with me this 				weekend!&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next email to X:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: 				Mon, 31 Mar 2003 12:35:52 -0800 (PST) &lt;br /&gt;Subject: *sigh* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I 				asked you NOT to tell me your secret, you told me&lt;br /&gt;anyway, and 				now I&apos;m in a &apos;damned if you do, damned if&lt;br /&gt;you don&apos;t&apos; 				position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a grownup, I&apos;m not going to go &apos;tattling&apos; 				on you&lt;br /&gt;to M. But what am I supposed to say now if he 				asks&lt;br /&gt;me about our weekend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have put me in a very 				bad, uncomfortable position,&lt;br /&gt;and I do NOT appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 				this point, I think I would prefer it if you&apos;d make&lt;br /&gt;other 				plans for your weekend and let me find someone&lt;br /&gt;else to go to 				RRR with me.&lt;br /&gt;================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent this to 				J-Law at some point, too:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: Mon, 31 Mar 2003 12:18:17 				-0800 (PST) &lt;br /&gt;Subject: I&apos;m sorry &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you&apos;re having 				a crap day at work, so I am&lt;br /&gt;trying not to pester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I 				think I&apos;ll go ahead and start trying to find another&lt;br /&gt;person to 				fill in for X at the Great Escape&lt;br /&gt;Weekend--I can&apos;t get a 				refund, but I can substitute&lt;br /&gt;someone else in her place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I 				can&apos;t think of any girlfriends I want to spend the&lt;br /&gt;weekend 				with, except Pace &amp;amp; Stephanie, who are both&lt;br /&gt;transgendered. 				Due to the shower situation in these&lt;br /&gt;cabins, I don&apos;t know how 				cool that&apos;d be. Plus they&apos;re&lt;br /&gt;lesbians. So...maybe not 				:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday this will be so funny! It&apos;s all material.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;h2 class=&quot;western&quot;&gt;1325 Re: awful drama&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 	&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 	&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 			&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; 		&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 	&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 			&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; 		&lt;/ul&gt; 		&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 				&lt;p&gt;Date: Mon, 31 Mar 2003 12:59:38 -0800 (PST) &lt;br /&gt;From: 				me&lt;br /&gt;Subject: feh &lt;br /&gt;To: J-Law&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She called my cell 				phone and says she&apos;s going to tell&lt;br /&gt;M &apos;everything&apos; and I 				will not be in a position to&lt;br /&gt;have to lie or keep silent or 				anything. She will &apos;ask&lt;br /&gt;him&apos; about Monday and he will know 				what she&apos;s doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which...is a lie. She told me that 				because she hedged&lt;br /&gt;her bet wrong and NO, my curiousity will 				not override&lt;br /&gt;my basic hatred of lying and deceiving. But now 				that&lt;br /&gt;she&apos;s lied to me again about telling M the truth,&lt;br /&gt;her 				bases are covered and when/if she gets caught, she&lt;br /&gt;will take 				all the blame on herself and be able to tell&lt;br /&gt;anyone that I 				didn&apos;t know what she was up to, and if I&lt;br /&gt;want to get off the 				hook, I can say that X lied to&lt;br /&gt;me, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is 				complainign because M won&apos;t leave the house,&lt;br /&gt;won&apos;t let her 				leave teh house, and I&apos;m sitting here&lt;br /&gt;thinking...&amp;quot;you 				knew he was jealous, you knew he&apos;d be&lt;br /&gt;completely unglued if 				you fucked around on him, and&lt;br /&gt;you did it anyway...bed. made. 				lay down!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She hedged another bet by telling me that 				M&apos;s&lt;br /&gt;coming home from Dallas (job interview? 				something?)&lt;br /&gt;early this evening and he might not let her go at 				all&lt;br /&gt;this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked her to please let me know as 				soon as possible&lt;br /&gt;so I can find a replacement if that 				happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feh. This Sucks. I am NEVER speaking to her 				again&lt;br /&gt;after this. I am serious.&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I 				have no more coherent thoughts on this. She only wants to go to 				RRR &lt;br /&gt;because it&apos;s her &apos;birthday present&apos;. not because I&apos;m 				gonna be there. :&lt;br /&gt;( I give up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;h2 class=&quot;western&quot;&gt;1326Re: awful drama&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 	&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; 			&lt;ul&gt; 				&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in&quot;&gt;Mar. 31, 2003&lt;/p&gt; 			&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 	&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 			&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; 		&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 	&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 			&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; 		&lt;/ul&gt; 		&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 				&lt;p&gt;From:J-Law &lt;br /&gt;Date: Mon, 31 Mar 2003 13:16:33 -0800 (PST) 				&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Re: f &lt;br /&gt;To: me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well - she 				fucked around on him. Does she actually expect him to not 				&lt;br /&gt;question where she goes, what she does, with whom? I can see 				how that &lt;br /&gt;might get to be overbearing and unreasonable.... but 				the mere fact &lt;br /&gt;that he is concerned is not at all surprising 				or wrong. And, if he is &lt;br /&gt;getting over the top/scary about it, 				then she needs to talk it out &lt;br /&gt;with him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They 				seriously need counseling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, all of her lying and 				maneuvering about this weekend is just her &lt;br /&gt;avoiding the real 				problem - all the effort she is putting in to &lt;br /&gt;getting what 				she wants dishonestly could be put into being &lt;br /&gt;straightforward 				and convincing and/or heal her marriage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think there is 				a conventional wisdom that says married people are &lt;br /&gt;more adult 				than single people of the same age. But most married &lt;br /&gt;couples 				around my age strike me as being extremely infantile in terms &lt;br /&gt;of 				not airing their feelings, working on problems, bla bla bla. They 				&lt;br /&gt;walk down the aisle and expect to live happily ever after 				without &lt;br /&gt;actually putting in the time and effort. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. 				As for her bet-hedging.... apart from its general suckiness, 				&lt;br /&gt;still sucks for you because you know something&apos;s going on... 				it&apos;s &lt;br /&gt;true, at least you can say, hey, she lied to me too (for 				which she &lt;br /&gt;will never forgive you, if it comes to your having 				to defend &lt;br /&gt;yourself).... but you are also stuck with this 				incomplete knowledge, &lt;br /&gt;suspicions, whatever, as well as the 				fact that she seriously imposed &lt;br /&gt;on you and your friendship. 				&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an dream last night in which we took a trip to 				France. After &lt;br /&gt;Sweetie gets full-time permanent again, let&apos;s go. 				&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO!!!!!! Love ya! 				&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;============================&lt;br /&gt;From:J-Law&lt;br /&gt;Subject: 				Re: I&apos;m sorry &lt;br /&gt;To: Me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I wasn&apos;t paying rent out of 				this paycheck, I would totally fly out &lt;br /&gt;there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today 				sucks. There aren&apos;t words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait. Yes there are. Single 				Malt Scotch. A tiny dash of Fiji water, a &lt;br /&gt;coupla small ice 				cubes. I bought the Scotch on my lunch break - &lt;br /&gt;amazing I 				got a break - and will make the above described drink the &lt;br /&gt;second 				I walk in the door. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway - John Walker (wine shop) is 				having a scotch event, and when I &lt;br /&gt;walked by, I remembered 				bequeathing my Laphroaig to Rick... and &lt;br /&gt;hence, lacked 				Scotch.... so I bought some (Dalwhinnie, this time). &lt;br /&gt;AND, 				chatted up Daniel, the very cute and very nice manager (who 				&lt;br /&gt;produces his own Zinfandel!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh - we started 				chatting because he was talking to another customer &lt;br /&gt;about 				Syrah, and he showed her one that I bought there a couple of 				&lt;br /&gt;weeks ago, so I told her how much I loved it, so she bought 				it. After &lt;br /&gt;she left, Daniel said, I should hire you on the 				spot. And I said, &lt;br /&gt;really? Because I am thinking that I might 				like to get into the wine &lt;br /&gt;biz... because the lagl biz is 				killing me. So, he asked for my card &lt;br /&gt;and is going to call me 				when they have openings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figure I could do it part time 				to see if I really like it, get a &lt;br /&gt;feel for the biz, learn 				more about wine... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus - I told him who are wine guru 				was (Anthony Vecino) so he could &lt;br /&gt;call him and sell him some 				wine. We have an account there, but, for &lt;br /&gt;some reason, haven&apos;t 				bought much recently. So, it would be totally &lt;br /&gt;normal for 				Daniel to call in a customer servicy kind of way. 				&lt;br /&gt;====================&lt;br /&gt;My reply:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am totally down 				with the France trip. Let&apos;s go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also with ya on the 				scotch. My father brought me some nice 16 yo &lt;br /&gt;Bushmill&apos;s. Once 				I get my credit card info updated for my auto-pay of &lt;br /&gt;long 				distance &amp;amp; gym, I&apos;m getting drunk as a Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so 				dreading this weekend, however it turns out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;endure 2.5 				days of chatting about the weather with X, because &lt;br /&gt;there 				won&apos;t be anything else I can talk about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;endure 2.5 days of 				hanging out by myself because X flakes at the &lt;br /&gt;last 				minute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or...maybe she&apos;ll flake earlier and I can scramble 				around begging &lt;br /&gt;people to go with me &amp;amp; feeling pathetic 				and friendless, NOT because I &lt;br /&gt;have no friends but because 				they have lives and can&apos;t make last &lt;br /&gt;minute plans like 				that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hugs* thank you so much for being 				there for me. I love you more than &lt;br /&gt;I can ever 				express.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=E&lt;br /&gt;===============&lt;/p&gt; 			&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;ul&gt; 	&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;h2 class=&quot;western&quot;&gt;1327scopes&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 	&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; 		&lt;ul&gt; 			&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in&quot;&gt;Mar. 31, 2003&lt;/p&gt; 		&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 		&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; 	&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;ul&gt; 	&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; 	&lt;p&gt;I have the most godawful headache imaginable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;Taurus 	&lt;br /&gt;Horoscope (by Astrocenter.com)&lt;br /&gt;This is a great day to deal 	with legal matters of any kind, dear &lt;br /&gt;Taurus, including plans for 	a wedding if one is in the offing! Your &lt;br /&gt;financial situation 	should be thriving and stable, and long-term &lt;br /&gt;educational goals 	may come to the forefront. At this time you should &lt;br /&gt;be strongly 	focused on matters of any kind that are particularly &lt;br /&gt;important 	to you now, and work performed today towards that end &lt;br /&gt;should be 	accomplished quickly and efficiently. Go to it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gemini 	&lt;br /&gt;Horoscope (by Astrocenter.com)&lt;br /&gt;A keen ability on your part to 	blend the worlds of intellect and &lt;br /&gt;intuition could well surface 	today, dear Gemini. The ability to focus &lt;br /&gt;both these methods of 	perception into material reality is apt to give &lt;br /&gt;a boost to your 	career and educational efforts, and also could &lt;br /&gt;enhance your 	romantic life. Anything begun or completed today has an &lt;br /&gt;advantage. 	Try to look closely at this new tendency and make it last. &lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s 	definitely a plus! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personalized:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evilE &lt;br /&gt;Sun Sign: 	Taurus &lt;br /&gt;Rising Sign: Sagittarius &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You awake this morning 	feeling happy and enthusiastic, evilE. Your &lt;br /&gt;intuition is telling 	you that you will achieve whatever you set your &lt;br /&gt;mind to. 	Whatever your goals are, whether they are success with your &lt;br /&gt;career, 	in your studies or in your personal life, you are bound to &lt;br /&gt;succeed. 	If you don&apos;t have a significant someone by your side to &lt;br /&gt;support 	your steady progress, all signs indicate that you will meet &lt;br /&gt;someone 	soon. If you already have a mate, lucky you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Rising Sign 	&lt;br /&gt;Self-expression is important to you, and you aren&apos;t afraid to 	show &lt;br /&gt;the world who you really are. At the same time, you are 	anxious to &lt;br /&gt;impress those around you, and as a result you may not 	project an &lt;br /&gt;accurate picture of your true self. If you are going 	to flaunt your &lt;br /&gt;creativity and how you think about yourself and 	the world, make sure &lt;br /&gt;you do so in an honest manner. Today&apos;s 	sextile between Neptune and &lt;br /&gt;the Sun is likely to put a veil of 	haze over the truth of the &lt;br /&gt;situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daily Numeroscope - 	March 31, 2003 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life Path Number: 6 [ Edit Your Numerological 	Information ] &lt;br /&gt;Heavy thoughts may be present for you on this 	4-Day, evilE. Perhaps &lt;br /&gt;this will come about as a result of a 	problem you are facing and need &lt;br /&gt;to think about. If this is the 	case, this vibration&apos;s energy will &lt;br /&gt;lend a great deal of support 	to helping you identify the choices you &lt;br /&gt;have. Don&apos;t hesitate to 	write your thoughts and ideas down. This can &lt;br /&gt;help form a course 	of action. Don&apos;t fight it - use it to your &lt;br /&gt;advantage. See what 	you can work out, Six.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=evile&amp;ditemid=2173997&quot; width=&quot;30&quot; height=&quot;12&quot; alt=&quot;comment count unavailable&quot; style=&quot;vertical-align: middle;&quot;/&gt; comments</description>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;h2 class=&quot;western&quot;&gt;1174 e got laid off&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 	&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 	&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 			&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; 		&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 	&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 			&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; 		&lt;/ul&gt; 		&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 				&lt;p&gt;From: E&lt;br /&gt;To: e&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Re: I just got laid off &lt;br /&gt;Date: 				Mon, 3 Feb 2003 09:45:23 -0800 (PST)&lt;br /&gt;*hugs* Oh, sweetheart! 				I&apos;m so sorry to hear that!! &lt;br /&gt;That totally sucks! &lt;br /&gt;I will 				start keeping an eye out for postings you might want to try. &lt;br /&gt;Do 				you need help finding a roommate or roommates to help with your 				&lt;br /&gt;house payment? &lt;br /&gt;Let me know what I can do to help! &lt;br /&gt;--- 				e wrote: ---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;thanks so much. 				currently my friend grant is living here. he just &lt;br /&gt;got back 				from the peace corps so he is not working &amp;amp; not paying so 				&lt;br /&gt;for now I am paying all the bills. thanks for the link, I 				registered &lt;br /&gt;for unemployment but I think I need to register to 				work? what is the &lt;br /&gt;link for that? I sent out two resumes, just 				to ppl I know, please &lt;br /&gt;tell me what I need to do now for TWC? 				thanks &lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;my reply:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m really 				sorry, but I don&apos;t work on that side of the TWC &apos;house&apos;. I &lt;br /&gt;have 				NO idea how to file for unemployment or register for work...I 				&lt;br /&gt;really don&apos;t. I am hoping there is an 800# for you to call 				and speak &lt;br /&gt;to someone in the tele-center who can help you with 				any more &lt;br /&gt;questions. 				&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=======================================================&lt;br /&gt;me 				to Jen:&lt;br /&gt;I am beating myself in the head this a.m.: e got 				laid off &lt;br /&gt;yesterday and asked me for advice on how to file for 				unemployment. I &lt;br /&gt;told her I didn&apos;t know anything about that 				part of TWC, but sent her &lt;br /&gt;the general TWC website. She wrote 				back and said thanks, and then &lt;br /&gt;said something about how she 				thought she needed a different web site &lt;br /&gt;to register for 				work,and would I send her that web address, please? &lt;br /&gt;OK...what 				part of &amp;quot;I don&apos;t do that, and I don&apos;t know anything about 				&lt;br /&gt;that part of TWC&amp;quot; is so damned hard for someone with a 				fricken&apos; &lt;br /&gt;MASTERS degree to understand? I replied nicely, said 				again I was &lt;br /&gt;sorry, but I didn&apos;t have any experience at all in 				that side of &lt;br /&gt;the &amp;quot;house&amp;quot; and told her that maybe 				there&apos;s an 800# listed on the TWC &lt;br /&gt;website to call? I have no 				clue. I don&apos;t do that. No good deed goes &lt;br /&gt;unpunished. Try to 				help and get all sucked in with a buncha stupid &lt;br /&gt;questions I 				can&apos;t answer. :( I am sure you get that kind of thing all &lt;br /&gt;the 				time, with people asking you questions about specialized areas of 				&lt;br /&gt;the law you haven&apos;t ever worked with...it&apos;s very frustrating. 				Not &lt;br /&gt;that you don&apos;t WANT to help, but...you just don&apos;t know 				the answer, ya &lt;br /&gt;know? And it&apos;s always better to admit that you 				have no clue rather &lt;br /&gt;than give bad information. At least 				that&apos;s what I think.&lt;/p&gt; 			&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;ul&gt; 	&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;h2 class=&quot;western&quot;&gt;175 feh&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 	&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in&quot;&gt;Feb. 4, 2003&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; 	&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 			&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; 		&lt;/ul&gt; 		&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 				&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in&quot;&gt;so....all my friends have gone 				high-maintenance apparently; X with &lt;br /&gt;her ridiculous 				Pace-groping drama and losing her rrr paperwork (which &lt;br /&gt;I 				wanted to send off LAST MONTH), wah wah. e with her RL 				problems &lt;br /&gt;of having just bought a house, getting laid off and 				supporting a &lt;br /&gt;deadbeat roommie. J with her house-buying 				stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed up too late Saturday for Pace&apos;s party. I 				got up fairly early &lt;br /&gt;for the play on Sunday. I stayed up too 				late Sunday for Spike &amp;amp; Mike. &lt;br /&gt;I stayed up too late last 				night because J called at 9, just as I &lt;br /&gt;was settling down to 				read a bit and go to sleep early, and we talked &lt;br /&gt;until almost 				11:30. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am fucking exhausted. I don&apos;t have anything to 				give them or do for &lt;br /&gt;them...I just don&apos;t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;annnd Tom&apos;s 				pager went off just before 6 this a.m....*sigh* I really &lt;br /&gt;wanted 				that last 5 min. of sleep.&lt;/p&gt; 			&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;ul&gt; 	&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;h2 class=&quot;western&quot;&gt;1176 more feh&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 	&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in&quot;&gt;Feb. 4, 2003&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; 	&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 			&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; 		&lt;/ul&gt; 		&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 				&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in&quot;&gt;Got this email from 				X:&lt;br /&gt;======================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject: 				Max&apos;s yahoo ID&lt;br /&gt;Date: Tue, 4 Feb 2003 09:21:01 -0600&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I 				need it. Please . Soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X&lt;br /&gt;=======================&lt;br /&gt;Replied 				thusly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t have it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might be something 				like &amp;quot;peglegasus&amp;quot; but I really don&apos;t know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry. 				&lt;br /&gt;==============&lt;br /&gt;Forwarded her email to J with this 				note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know...I&apos;m probably just being 				ultra-touchy&lt;br /&gt;because I havent&apos; gotten to bed at a reasonable 				hour&lt;br /&gt;for several days running, and I&apos;m just having some&lt;br /&gt;sort 				of &apos;issue&apos; with her in general, but this struck&lt;br /&gt;me as very 				incredibly fucking rude. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I just 				nuts?&lt;br /&gt;================&lt;br /&gt;J said: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is incredibly 				fucking rude. A normal person would say, hey, I need &lt;br /&gt;to email 				Max about an old friend of his I ran into (or whatever), &lt;br /&gt;what 				is his yahoo id? &lt;br /&gt;================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck is 				wrong with X??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why do I keep bothering with her? We 				haven&apos;t been right or good &lt;br /&gt;in a long time.&lt;/p&gt; 			&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;ul&gt; 	&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;h2 class=&quot;western&quot;&gt;1177 Re: more feh&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 	&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 				&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in&quot;&gt;Feb. 4, 2003&lt;/p&gt; 			&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 	&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 			&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; 		&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 	&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 			&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; 		&lt;/ul&gt; 		&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 				&lt;p&gt;My reply to J: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the reality check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I 				think this is another drama-stirring moment. She&lt;br /&gt;wants me to 				ask her WHY she&apos;s asking for Max&apos;s info.&lt;br /&gt;She wants me to 				speculate and be jealous or whatever&lt;br /&gt;the fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. 				I am not going to play the same kinds of&lt;br /&gt;jealousy games she 				plays with M (poor man).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she or Max wants me to know 				what&apos;s up, they&apos;ll tell&lt;br /&gt;me, and I&apos;m sure it&apos;s something stupid 				anyway. Plus,&lt;br /&gt;I know from experience that Max isn&apos;t that great 				in&lt;br /&gt;the sack; so she can have him for all I care 				:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=E&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;J:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMAO! 				Poor Max. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is definitely all about X stirring up 				drama and wanting to be &lt;br /&gt;the center of some silly little 				intrigue.&lt;/p&gt; 			&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;ul&gt; 	&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in&quot;&gt;1178Re: more feh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in&quot;&gt;Feb. 4, 2003&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; 	&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 			&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; 		&lt;/ul&gt; 		&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 				&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in&quot;&gt;another email to J:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 				theory on max/x is that she wants him to do something for her 				&lt;br /&gt;computer for free. If he&apos;s dumb enough to let himself be used 				by her, &lt;br /&gt;that&apos;s his problem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=E 				&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Her 				reply:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exactly.&lt;br /&gt;=============&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[takes a sucker to 				know one...here I am letting her use me endlessly &lt;br /&gt;and 				angsting over her getting another sucker on the lists. whatever.]&lt;/p&gt; 			&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;ul&gt; 	&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;1179Re: more feh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 				&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in&quot;&gt;Feb. 4, 2003&lt;/p&gt; 			&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 	&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 			&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; 		&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 	&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 			&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; 		&lt;/ul&gt; 		&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 				&lt;p&gt;Oh, on the max/x thing, btw, I don&apos;t even know&lt;br /&gt;max&apos;s 				yahoo id, so in this particular case I couldn&apos;t&lt;br /&gt;come a-runnin&apos; 				when massa snapped her fingers, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;:P And she, of course, 				hasn&apos;t replied at all, not even&lt;br /&gt;a &apos;thanks anyway&apos; or &apos;who 				would have that info?&apos; or&lt;br /&gt;anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who the fuck does 				she think she is, anyway? Just&lt;br /&gt;because we have history she 				doesn&apos;t have to employ&lt;br /&gt;common courtesy? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, she 				wants me riled, so I am not going to go&lt;br /&gt;there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just 				identified the possible reasons for me feeling&lt;br /&gt;that things are 				&apos;off&apos; between me &amp;amp; her:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized that neither she 				nor M nor goddessdaughter have&lt;br /&gt;written me a &apos;thank you&apos; note for 				taking that&lt;br /&gt;mannerless slob-child to Vegas. Not even an email. 				&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[they haven&apos;t even spoken to me, other than the reply to 				my joke &lt;br /&gt;wherein she told me she lost her paper, and a little 				bit at the party-&lt;br /&gt;-I wonder if they&apos;re mad at me for 				something? I don&apos;t really care &amp;amp; &lt;br /&gt;can&apos;t be bothered to 				chase them around asking if they&apos;re mad at me; &lt;br /&gt;if they&apos;re not 				going to speak to me, so what.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M kept &apos;joking&apos;, 				telling everyone at Saturday&apos;s&lt;br /&gt;party about how I took his kid 				to Vegas and turned her&lt;br /&gt;loose on the streets with $20 to 				spend. SO Not Funny.&lt;br /&gt;I spent every waking moment with that kid 				for 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;I didn&apos;t even leave the room to go gamble after 				she&lt;br /&gt;went to bed. Oh, wait, I may have left her at the&lt;br /&gt;table 				for a second while I went to get bread or&lt;br /&gt;dessert or something 				when we were at a buffet. How&lt;br /&gt;rotten of me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rudest 				damn people ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will feel bad for losing contact with 				sweet little&lt;br /&gt;Jordan if I have to cut them off, but I&apos;m getting 				to&lt;br /&gt;the end of my rope (you&apos;ve heard this all 				before)...I&lt;br /&gt;dunno, maybe I&apos;m just blowing off steam, or maybe 				I&lt;br /&gt;really need to just cut my losses and go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* 				stupid x drama. why am I letting it get to&lt;br /&gt;me??&lt;/p&gt; 			&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;ul&gt; 	&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;h2 class=&quot;western&quot;&gt;1180Re: more feh&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 	&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; 		&lt;ul&gt; 			&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in&quot;&gt;Feb. 4, 2003&lt;/p&gt; 		&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div dir=&quot;LTR&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt; 		&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; 	&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;ul&gt; 	&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; 	&lt;p&gt;J sez:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X, M and their uncouth carpet monkeys can 	shove it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re right to be peeved about the thank-you 	note.... and when/if &lt;br /&gt;they question why you have cut 	off/minimized contact with them, you &lt;br /&gt;might say something about 	it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally understand that her drama gets to you - it&apos;s 	always awful &lt;br /&gt;to witness your loved ones&apos; rudeness, or to find 	yourself on the &lt;br /&gt;receiving end of it. Moreover, you&apos;ve known her 	a long time, but &lt;br /&gt;y&apos;all are in different places in your lives 	now. You realize it, and &lt;br /&gt;have your own internal struggles with 	it.... I don&apos;t know that X&lt;br /&gt;realizes it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for sweet 	little Jordan... he may be sweet now.... but unless he &lt;br /&gt;was 	blessed with really great coping skills and an independent 	&lt;br /&gt;streak.... I can see him not turning out very well; clearly, a 	large &lt;br /&gt;portion of Xs motherly energies are focused on Princess .... 	it would &lt;br /&gt;be next to impossible for the other kids not to feel 	like crap about &lt;br /&gt;it - and it could impact them for a long time to 	come unless they &lt;br /&gt;learn to deal with it constructively.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=evile&amp;ditemid=2158731&quot; width=&quot;30&quot; height=&quot;12&quot; alt=&quot;comment count unavailable&quot; style=&quot;vertical-align: middle;&quot;/&gt; comments</description>
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