Insanity
So my newest ex-friend has completely blocked me from MySpace. At least I assume that's why my Inbox is curiously empty of all of our interaction, while everybody else's is still there. Somehow, I find this funny. I'm sure the dood is convinced I'm one of those certified internet wack-jobs, and he' d best protect himself from me. Odd, since my probably ill-advised blunt-fest was essentially telling him to back off. With a little bit of not-so-necessary embellishment. Regardless, hermits are hardly prone to stalking.
But it makes one think: do certified internet wack-jobs really think they're wack-jobs? What's the difference between wack-jobs and regular peeps with odd circumstances? And how do you know you're not one of 'em? Radish was giving me a pep talk the other day... I was freaking out a bit at 1) being so rood to Evil Twin (I hate being rood to anybody) and 2) how negatively I reacted to a little bit of flirting. I mean, I've obviously not developed as healthy an outlook as I thought I had. But that's a whole nother issue. Something about iron grips and suffocating or some such.
But I had to wonder later: do the clinically insane get pep talks from their friends, too?
Normal
Ah well... back to normal life. It's actually resuming at a very convenient time. I've needed all my focus for work. This week has been busy, busy, busy. The Office Manager left us a few weeks ago, and the Office Whisperer has been out this week for conferences and to prepare for her daughter's wedding. The receptionist and I have had help from a temp, and said temp has been extremely helpful, but I've had to spend as much time showing her how to do stuff as I have getting my own work done.
But... it's Friday, Office Whisperer is back next week (as the new Office Manager), and we will already be getting our newest support staff addition in a couple of weeks. It'll be hectic for a while, but I'm confident all will work itself out soon. :)
And I have to find out what Pop wants for his Father's day dinner this weekend.
We're Back! And Happy. Mostly...
14 years ago
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