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This is one of my venues for therapy. I live too much in my head so I have strong feelings about everything and nothing. So this is my venting place.

Hope you find it entertaining.

Thursday, June 29, 2006

I ran into "Michelle" at the gym today.

When I saw her I screamed shit in my mind but trugged ahead.

I said Hi and kept going.

She said Hi and followed me.

It's this kind of thing that has me going what the fuck?

I mean she says that she hasn't seen me in a while but as I've stated, there is no way she could have missed me on Tuesday. So is she lying or not? I want to say no but I don't believe it.

So she begins to tell me that she is just getting over a case of sun poisoning.

(This is related to the "beach incident" I've spoken of in which her Mom invites me to join her and "Michelle" at the beach and I say no cuz I'm a fucking idiot. But I called her and said that I would like to go but I never heard back from her, so, take that for what it's worth.)

She then tells me that she is going to be working at a New York Sports Club as a trainer and that she is going to be taking classes to become certified.

Which is cool and I tell her so.

But after a little while the real reason she followed me comes out.

I would like to share this with you but I feel it would be in poor taste.

Needless to say she was upset and needed someone to talk to.

And the good ol', A-sexual film_geek was there again with his shoulder for a woman to cry on.

Anyway, "Michelle" again specifically asked if I was going to be in the gym tomorrow.

This usually means that I will not see her for another month.

But you never know, she might actually show up.

And I might actually shoot lighting bolts out of my arse.

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I don't understand why "Michelle" just doesn't let this thing end.

It's been almost a year since we first went out and nothing has ever happened.

I've tried to ignore her like today and Tuesday but she goes out of her way to engage me in conversation.

I just wish I knew what to do or say to make this thing "begin" (Yay!) or "end" (boo!).

No, fuck that.

I wish I knew what she wanted from me so I could give it to her or move on.

Because right now I just can't stand her.

And that's too bad because she is really hot.

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