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f-u status
2005-06-21 @ 3:57 p.m.
you know, suzannah really did not need to tell me that nurse fucking jill said i love you to her. because no matter what it rubs in the fact that she said it to suzannah and not to me. i guess that's what you get when someone fists you until the chair breaks. (another detail i could have lived quite well without, mind you, but which someone felt ever so compelled to share with me.)
thank you suzannah, thanks very much. you're back on permanent fuck you status.
and of course now i'm having weird mind-fuck fantasies about running into jill (aka asshead) this weekend. which only works well if she's begging forgiveness and telling me i'm the best thing that ever happened to her while i say sorry 'bout yer luck and walk away.
on the penchant for drama bandwagon i sound like a 19 year old baby dyke (or 23, whatever).
* the strange irony to all this is that suzannah and i, back when we were friends, had this camaraderie around knack for being the other woman. suzannah would espouse our rights as the other woman. we were the girl that girls cheated on their girlfriends with. my rule was that it was tolerable as long as i didn't know the girlfriend (or know that i knew her, as usually was the case). so following my 2001 new year's resolution of no more girlfriends with boyfriends, i finally resolved to have no more girlfriends with girlfriends. and then, of course, i met ang and was given the assignment of making her cheatin' girlfriend jealous...
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