slap

is she the one?

yes, i think so.

i knew eventually you would find someone else.

i knew that i would be ecstatic for you.

the heartbreak is the unexpected part.

you were always the guy that i could count on. the one that turned me back on to love. if we hadn't been in a relationship, we would have ended up best friends. you are still one of the greatest guys i know.

i felt a twinge when you told me that she was the one for you.

because you told me the same thing. once.

and even though i have no claim to your heart, i didn't think the part i had was so replacable.

we don't belong to each other anymore.

i was just wrong to think that i wouldn't feel anything when it happened.

mazatlan

yesterday, i felt refreshed.

today, i am still hanging on.

my holiday was wonderful. spent quality time with a dear friend. a moved out of minneapolis years ago. i cried when she left. we have kept in touch and stayed friends through job transitions, relationship crashes, and relocations. the occasional email and phone call.

we had drinks and snacks poolside. beach naps. lovely dinners. water aerobics. breakfast on the balcony. golf-cart taxi rides.

since a is practically fluent in spanish, we had no problems doing whatever we wanted (not that we ever do). i learned some spanish phrases via a kind server.

mazatlan was dreamy. thanks a*, for meeting me in mexico. till next time.

mwah.

*i won't tell anyone you were on antibiotics so we couldn't drink like champions. your secret is safe with me.

pbeb

by tomorrow afternoon, i will be here.



perhaps with a cold drink in my hand.

sigh.

i am so very grateful to the bf for giving me a holiday.

thank you.

pearl

i am planning a brief holiday to mexico.

a dear friend of mine is meeting me in mazatlan next weekend.



as long as i'm not here, i'll be good.

i just need a little break.

uk

i have channeled my frustration into a therapeutic online shopping spree:

let them eat cake


london underground


vintage british postmark


three black and white prints that reflect my love for the uk and marie antoinette.

i asked about a "get wellies soon" print that is also adorable.

keep calm and carry on.

9to5

i live for 5:30p and fridays.

i know my friends are sick of hearing about it. i am sick of thinking about it.

i daydream about handing in my resignation. shrieking. slamming doors.

i am acting out in classic exit mode.

i am using our desk move as an excuse to bring home my photo frames. when i think about holiday parties, i hope i am not there to be invited. the new year seems so far away.

every time i send out an email i wish it was my last.

and every time i cry about it...

i wish it was my last.

selphy

i told the bf i wanted a photo printer.

he told me to send him a link, and maybe santa would get it for me.

so i did.



click on image to see where i sent him.

hahahahahahaahahahaha.