aquasilvercj's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- to jason Jason Raye, why do you keep reading this site? Why do you keep IM'ing me when I've almost forgotten about you? I don't talk about Trevor or Ashley any longer, so you really don't have a reason to talk to me. It probably seemed to you like I didn't want to talk to you because I really didn't. It was really hard to cultivate anything of sympathy or comaraderie when all I could think of was how you lied to me for several days. I don't suppose you'll ever really understand how angry I was that you had next to no regard for honor or common courtesy when talking to someone you've never met. I really wish I could forget all of what happened, and not remember you, because I really have no good memories associated with you at all (understandable: someone that's spying on you for a friend and then blows up at you is not likely to bring any future happiness). So... yes. This feels cruel to say, but I guess we don't really know each other anyways and it doesn't matter. Please don't try to talk to me anymore, I think it'd be better that way. Yes. I'm done. In somewhat happier news, my manager is a complete fucking idiot. She called me this morning to ask if I would close Thursday and Friday (another employee hurt her back, so she can't work those days). I said I'd work Friday, but I couldn't Thursday because I had class until 9 p.m. My manager must have taken this to mean "I'll work both days" because she scheduled me in for them. Honestly. 10:13 p.m. - September 22, 2004 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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