Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Persona Non Grata, Relief and Etc.

Dee in Tampa is officially persona non grata in my life. I love her dearly as a friend but she's isolated herself with her new boyfriend. I'm not going to play with that shit again. A little background. Many many moons ago she disappeared on me when she started dating some goofball. Then she comes back. I'm fine with that. She swore to me she'd never do that again. The oath has been broken. I take such things serious. Even if she were to return I won't be to friendly to her. As you can tell I sometimes hold grudges. I still do with her. Her undoing started with the night she called me and told me she was in love with me. I needed that like I needed another orifice in my ass. It's just been downhill ever since. She accuses me of being cold as ice. She ain't seen nothing yet. Good bye, persona non grata.

A sense of relief has come over me. It's actually going to happen. I'll be driving again in a few days. Tuesday Feb. 17th to be exact. DPS has all the necessary paperwork. Only problem is Monday is a holiday so I can't get reinstated until Tuesday. No big deal. I waited a year. What's one more day? As long as I have toilet paper I'm in good shape.

That Tuesday I have my first face to face Terry Therapy session in a long time. She'd been kind enough to do the sessions over the phone due to lack of transportation. Then on Wednesday it's a visit to my shrink in the late morning and then with the cunt bitch whore counselor that work assigned me.

Then I think I may head out to Louisiana for two nights. I need my gambling fix. Bad. Then upon my return on Saturday I'll be playing poker with the best buds. Then the search for a new apartment becomes priority one.

Sorry Sophia. You're priority 1-A. That's a whole different story for another day.

Rebecca called me last night. Drunk. Don't ever let it be said that women don't drunk dial. It's not just a guy thing. I know she's bored and lonely. She asked me when I'm going to see her. I told her soon enough. We'll go to dinner or something.

Violet is the one that is real happy I'll be mobile soon. Yes, I will spend some time with her but a man has to move on. If I still have a chance with Sophia I'm not going to sacrifice Sophia to feed Violet's depression and angst. I have to much to lose with Sophia and nothing to gain with Violet.

I promise I'll get to the Binks emails about Pointdexter next time around.

Adieu,
The Pope has to do his own laundry.

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