Monday April 23, 1990 Simple
and Painful
Megs called several times
today. She called as early as
8:30am. I hate when people do that shit
to me. I told her I hadn’t seen Note
socially in weeks, and that is true. We
go through periods when we don’t hang out much.
He’s in the Xenophon class but I try my best not to make eye contact in
there, let alone talk to any of the other students. It’s not the same without Jen-O, but because
of her I can’t quit the class either.
I’m a fool but that’s not the
point here.
I tried to tell Megs if she
has a problem with Note she should call him, talk to him or come up here and do
something. Calling me isn’t going to
help anything. If she wants me to be
sympathetic I can’t do that either. I
have learned that if someone wants to blow you off, they are going to and
there’s not a damn thing you can do about it.
Anybody can say “no” to anyone or anything at anytime.
I think life can be that
simple and painful sometimes.