I swear that sometimes it seems that my "friends" are happier when i am miserable than when things are going well for me. One friend ignored my calls for weeks until I told her I had bedbugs and she was gleeful. Telling me how I was doing things wrong and they would never go away (she had them and had an awful time.) I was quite perturbed.
I post about my promotion and nothing happens. Few care, but something awful happens and people smile and pick up the phone. Gross.
My new glasses are a bit strong I think. I feel a bit nauseated. Blergh.
8:38 p.m. - 2013-08-19
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