Wednesday, January 11, 2006

from a phone conversation with my sister the other night:

ding: i dumped b-.
sis: what, this is the 8th time?
ding: second. first was three years ago. this time, it's sticking.
sis: good for you.
ding: yeah. you know, the older i get the more i realize i'm turning into mom. i will swallow my feelings and bitterness and then resent the hell out of you for not knowing you're the cause. it's disturbing. i'm a workaholic like dad and a silent seether like mom.
sis: perfect combination for a heart attack.

so, since i don't want to have a heart attack, i'll come back to blogging over the weekend, when i've had some time to rest and imagine a social life that is apparently barren.

6 comments:

jesus chick said...

i would never have pegged you as the silent seether type. interesting.

ding said...

i know! you'd think i'd be the loud, bossy type. no. i'm the Silent Seether; the woman in the corner who is mentally making a demerit list. the woman who has a whole world of thoughts her partner will never know.

(unless he happens to stumble across her blog and read them...)

jesus chick said...

ack. i can't stand people like you. HA - just joshin'

ding said...

well, it's clear that i just have to find a partner whose emotional awareness is enough for the two of us.

jesus chick said...

oh absolutely! certainly you shouldn't change anything about yourself ;)

ding said...

heavens, no!
at this point, it would take the work of a therapist to unlock my emotional vault.