I need a friend, Internet. I don’t have a large circle of friends. I have 3. Jakki, Teenie and Ph.D. I guess I haven’t called Ph.D. but she’s so busy with her work, I feel guilty bothering her.
See…..everyone seems to have stuff going on in their lives, and it doesn’t include me. I try TRY TRY to be a good friend, and I try to be understanding and compassionate, but sometimes I get my feelings hurt. Sometimes I want to stomp my feet and say ‘HEY….I have a stake in this friendship too, and I need you.’ I skirt around it sometimes, but never am brave enough to really say it. Nothing I’m dealing with is life threatening or really all that important. Things just bug me and I would LOVE to gripe and complain and be met with a chorus of “Oh no she d’int”, or “I can’t BELIEVE IT”…OR “you poor baby’ or make a joke or something. Not ignoring my calls or plea for an ear.
I can’t tell YOU about my woes because it would break my rule of blogging about work. I blog about general things at the office, but I promised myself not to blog about work specifically. Something that could come back and bite me or impact my future.
I sort of suffer from the ‘everything is about me’ syndrome. I try very VERY hard to not fall into that trap, because despite the fact I think the world should revolve around me, I’ve come to realize in my old age that it doesn’t. Actually, very few people even CARE…………so when formulating my thoughts, I try REALLY hard to remember this. But sometimes it just doesn’t work. I want people to pay ATTENTION to me, to make me feel cared about and not stupid for letting the little things in life get to me. Instead, my woes fall on deaf ears.
Sorry Internet, you are getting the sorry side of Perfectly today. The annoying, insecure, needy side. Which I don’t even like, so if you want to close this post and ignore me today…..go right ahead, Emotionally I’ll be PISSED if you do, but logically, I can totally see why you would want to. In time my logical side usually wins out and I’ll stop the pouting.
Sorry, Ph.D….you maybe getting a ‘woe is me’ call soon.
Now, what to have for dinner tonight?
Tacos?
BBQ hot dogs and hamburgers?
Everyone is on their own….eat cereal for all I care….I’ll be having RUM.
You decide. My family would probably be more satisfied with options 1 and 2……..so keep that in mind.
Happy Thursday.
Your party pooper,
Perfectly
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I know just how you feel. I don't have a lot of friends, but the ones I do have are so wrapped up in thier own shit(can I say shit here?)that they don't realize or care that maybe I have some shit(there I go again) to talk about too.
Maybe we should have private sections of our blogs and we can invite people we trust to read it. Maybe it's cheaper than therapy...
I have been burned before with people that I thought were friends so I tend to keep a lot of things close to my vest now (not that you'd be able to tell that from my blog). Mr. Dingo is my best friend so I am lucky that I can share everything with him without filters.
As far as girlfriends though, not so much. I may call and have a pity party with one or two them but it's not like the friendships I had in college. I miss that.
So, see how I turned your blog post into being all about me, me, me! I think I have the "everything is about me" syndrome too!
It's "perfectly" ok to have a pity party once in a while. Hugs from me!
I don't have a lot of friends either, which is great with me. I am lucky though, I get to see my best friend everyday.
Tacos, burritos, taco salad, or nachos. Your call. I'll make.
:-)
Not sure I buy the making a joke part. Sometimes that doesn't go over well.
We'll have our own party and you'll be the guest of honor.
Wine, rum, your call as well. There is some Pizza Red chilled.
See you tonight babe.
Awwwww.....Mr. Perfectly's the best huh? Sorry ladies (or guys,), he's taken.
I don't care about dinner either, BUT if you cook, then I'll have to cleeeaaan (whiny emphasis on the word clean).
You are my best friend too, but you don't like my crazy work stories all that much, since you have YOUR own work crazy to deal with.
And, hey...3 1/2 weeks of the month I do ALOT better with the jokes........DON'T I?? (she says in her demon voice).......:)
Wine and rum, please.
Thanks for inviting me to your party!!
I think this is a common problem today. People are so self-absorbed that they hardly listen. That's why blogs like yours and bloggers like you are da shit. You talk about you and we listen just because you are interesting and because you are important and just because we want to.
Oh, and who the hell told you that the world does not revolve around you? They were dead wrong. This world belongs to you and it is supposed to bring you joy and make you laugh. Whenever the world fails you, you have every right to complain. And, damnit, people should listen!
So, I suggest you just email us all with your pity party. That way, you don't break any rules and you still get to vent. In the meantime, we all send virtual shoulders for you to lean on.
Oh, and tacos and rum all the way. Too much hot sauce on the tacos makes the rum taste that much better. Wine as a chaser.
I just realized that I just made my comment all about me too.
CRAP!
I suck.
SEE? There I go again! Me, me, me!
NO, NO, NO.....Dingo and Kristen....don't even THINK about it.......I enjoyed your comments and didn't even think ONCE that it was 'you, you, you'.....I was thinking ME, ME ME because I got COMMENTS.....and all my 'regulars' know how I prostitute myself out for COMMENTS............
Besides, I do the same thing when commenting......it's FUN to read a blog topic and realize....HEY...I DO THIS TOO!! So we tell everyone.....
I just am glad you all read me. I feel LOVED.......:)
p.s. stay tuned for my pity party--the sequel.....
You actually have real life friends. I have the POSSLQ and that's it. All of the rest of my social circle are people I know through the Internet.
FWIW, I'd totally hang out with you in person if we lived closer!
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