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Trying to cope

I confess; I'm having a REAL HARD time dealing with this cat situation.

I'd talk about it, but that wouldn't be fair or right. I've talked about it to the right person, and as usual, it's an unpleasant subject. Therefore, not a word's being said.

I'm not going to budge this time, until SOMETHING TRUE is said to me, something FINAL.

I hate this.

I swore I wouldn't deal with it again, and yet...

*sigh*


Any rational person who knew the whole situation, from beginning until today, would side with me for several reasons. Again, none of which I can get into in /here/. I'm not getting any better with the situation; if anything, I'm growing angrier, realizing so much more things about the cat's reality. If something like /this/ can make me so grossly unhappy, I have to consider my life, right?!

I'm sure this is obscure, since I've made no entries about it, nor have I made any friend's only statements. I'm trying to just get over it, but...I shouldn't /have/ to. I did try to get my friends (who're still involved with T.E.A.R.S. and animal adoption groups) to find one similar, since I'm unusually not allergic, but no one's come up with this particular one.

This whole situation is making me kind of sick. My dad always said never let an argument go down with the sun? Well, this situation has gone from a YEAR to another.

Doesn't bode well for...well, any of what I'd planned. =/ Right now, If I "say" anything to the other party, I have a feeling it'll be painted with this angry brush I hold in my hand. So I'm avoiding it at all costs. Might as well; the aforementioned wouldn't dare mention it. In fact, this person has talked about everything BUT the cat over the past 72 hours.

And if you just wasted two minutes of your time reading, asking questions probably won't be a good idea. I'll probably ignore 'em, or dodge them altogether, since this is a real diary entry. But if you have ideas as to how to make other people see reason, by all means...no, no, I take that back, too.

Blah.

Sometimes, I really DO feel so alone on this planet. Frustrating.

Comments

lefthand_path
Jan. 2nd, 2008 08:40 am (UTC)
where you be at? its not even the crack of dawn and i'm up before you???
none_too_subtle
Jan. 2nd, 2008 01:13 pm (UTC)
Aohell logged me off!! Where you be?
lefthand_path
Jan. 2nd, 2008 07:07 pm (UTC)
whilst you were all snuggles in the insomnia bed, i was freezing my ass off this morning in a practically empty warehouse.

did you hear a large metallic ringing sound about eleven o'clock? that was my balls freezing off and hitting the cement floor.
none_too_subtle
Jan. 2nd, 2008 07:13 pm (UTC)
ROR!!! Poor thing! You need to bring your old man sweaters with ya! :> Wear thicker socks, too. Maybe some women's tights...just sayin'... :D
lefthand_path
Jan. 2nd, 2008 07:20 pm (UTC)
today i "layered"

and what makes you think i wasn't wearing women's tights?

tomorrow i bring bruce springsteen with me and stuff him down my shirt (s). oh yeah, and another pair of socks wouldn't hurt (wore two today)
none_too_subtle
Jan. 2nd, 2008 07:24 pm (UTC)
Hahaha re: BS. Um...you know his body temperature is around 110-115. That's why having even the tiniest dog in bed keeps ya warm :) That's also how three dog night got their name :> little trivia for ya...
lefthand_path
Jan. 2nd, 2008 07:33 pm (UTC)
3 dog night
i'd heard it was something pertaining to it being "as hot as..." a three dog night.

hmm. yeah, he's going down the sweater tomorrow
none_too_subtle
Jan. 2nd, 2008 08:03 pm (UTC)
Re: 3 dog night
I'm sure I told you the story; they were dirt poor before fame, and had no electricity. In the winter it got REALLY cold, and they would say "yeah, it's gonna be a three-dog night". :> The dogs warmed them up. :)

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