1. A disease, a disorder, or an ailment.
2. An unwholesome condition: the malady of discontent.
She broke first...
Begin Scene.
FantasyPerson: You know... You and Julie are going to get back together one day and live happily ever after.
Mal: Whatever. Go away.
XXX amount of time later.
FantasyPerson: I told you so.
End Scene.
Boy how I wish that conversation would take place. And come true. And live happily ever after. She called me first in this "never call me again" bout. I went out to see Finding Nemo... which I don't particularly recommend... with Lizzie. I open my door when we got back out to my car... And my phone is ringing. I look down. "+#e #()u$e" (the house) shows up on the Caller ID. God, how I love Caller ID. And I answer. And there's her voice. She said she wrote me an email. She said she wished she was interrupting a date. She said for me not to tell her I'm getting over her... or to lie to her, rather. She said she'd call me later tonight. She said she has some things she wants to talk about. She said all the things I wanted to hear.
And I read the email... It's about how we'll always be friends... Even when one or both of us falls in love with someone else. That... The possiblity of either of us loving someone else.... That was what I didn't want to hear... or think about... or even remotely acknowledge.
Sigh. Fucking vicious cycle, it is, mate.
I thought about calling Laura and asking her what I should say to Jules when she calls back. But then I immediately scratched the idea. I already know what Laura gonna say... "Don't talk to her, Mal. Don't. Bad bad bad!!!" Gr.
So I'll sit here and wait. And possibly write another entry. Or play on Pogo or EBay. And, hell... There's always porn.... *wink*