February 19, 2009 | Filed under: I Write About My Feelings, People I Like Even More Than My Job

Normally I take the occasion of Valentine’s Day to write a snarky piece about love lost. Or hours of my life lost on dates with tragically, hysterically, so totally the wrong people for me. It’s a little harder to bring the funny this year, so I’m going to go the mushy route instead.

“Thus endeth the boy,” I e-mailed Sean, back in December. He’d heard weekly, if not daily, reports of our ups and downs and moments of sheer idiocy. It just seemed right that he’d be the first to know things were over. Not a minute later, just long enough for my e-mail to hit the server and be fired off to his BlackBerry, did my phone ring. Not a text, not an e-mail in kind, a phone call: ”I’m sorry, babe.  He’s a moron.”

Never in my life has anyone appeared so sexy.

(Yes, Sean’s quite a catch.  His girlfriend concurs with this assessment.)

Thanks to Sean and Pia and Lori and K and Chrystal and everyone who bears with me as I rant about stupid boys and the stupid things they do. As long as I’ve got you in my life, I really don’t need anyone else.

February 15, 2009 | Filed under: I Write About My Feelings

I’ve been a pretty awful person lately, culminating in an evening recently wherein I set fire to the bridge over the canyon that leads from not-happening relationship to workable friendship. Then I stepped back from the ledge, so as to get a running start as I hurled all that remained of our relationship/friendship over the edge and into the chasm.

Now, I want to punch myself in the face. And probably one or two other people (rightfully) share that desire.

I keep trying to focus on the good things, that I’m employed, that my home is not in foreclosure, which is more than a lot of Americans can say these days, or the woman I saw last night, obviously dressed up for her Valentine’s Day date, crying on the phone to her friend that her boyfriend had just broken up with her. Yes, clearly, I should stop my whining already. But the fact is, I am not in a good place right now and it is up to me to fix it. I just don’t know how.