it’s the TTHM’s birthday today. i wish him a happy day wherever he has gone. it makes me sad that he has so thoroughly disappeared from my life without a trace. since i’m not very good at these things, i’ve ceased trying to get a hold of him. i don’t know what the rule is. three calls without a return call and you give up? seven? nineteen? is there a time period when one should make the calls?
it makes me sad that whatever is going on in his life he has decided it’s stuff that has to happen without me. what makes me even sadder is that this seems to be a reoccuring pattern in my life. i can’t tell if it’s me or if it’s the sort of people i attract. regardless, it really must stop, because i’m starting to develop a complex.
today i am steeped in melancholy and the dementia that accompanies the lack of eating until after 3 p.m.
you should come over for dinner. we’re having shish kabobs. that’s such a stupid couple of words: shish kabobs.
and i know. i should finish writing your song. i’m really working on it.
oh thank you! but i just put a pork somethingorother in the oven, it looked divine, though i’m not sure if it will actually taste divine. this is a new foodological experiment for me. my pork is usually limited to bacon.
That’s odd. My birthday is Oct. 10th as well. Strange. Though I never spoke to The TTHM directly, or that is to say outside of these comments boxes, I liked him. He is a noble soul. Actually I hope he is heard from again. Happy birthday to us both then.
i liked him too and i’m sure he’ll be heard from again when he’s ready to come in from the cold. it’s just the waiting and wondering that i hate. but i will welcome him back with open arms and only 293 snarky comments about ditching me.