A Night of Fights
02. Mar, 2010 
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Man, last night was a weird one. I asked The Gal to give me a night off; I wanted an opportunity to hobby and do whatever, and just enjoy some alone-time. She merrily complied and I thought I was in for a great night.
Nope.
Somehow I got into a weird tiff-like thing with her over the phone. When we hung up I just kind of sat there, unsure what happened or where we were headed. After that I somehow managed to get into a text-message argument (I know, right?) with a friend of mine. He’d said that Filet-o-Fish sandwiches weren’t that bad, and were loaded with Omega-3s. Rather than take his word, I went to nutritionaldata.com and checked. No Omega 3, and 470 calories per sandwich. I shoot him the facts and he melts down on me, asking me if I’m satisfied with myself. After that I received notice of an event that I wasn’t expecting. I questioned the director regarding how the event occurred and saw what I thought was a passive-aggressive post to an entire group of friends calling my actions out rather than talking to me directly, which has seemingly spiraled out of control.
Was last night a full moon? Was my bestial side coming to the fore? Am I a bigger douche than I’d care to be?
Don’t know.
I’ve been able to put the situation with The Gal to bed, but after sending an apology to my friend I haven’t heard back (I’m trying to give him the space to accept the apology with grace and charity, but I’m feeling distressed by his lack of response), and I have no idea what to think about the event issue. I don’t think it’s solved, but I also think that it’s kind of gotten to a point where I can’t wrangle it back — I’ve apologized directly on that issue too, but that’s about all I can do unless I had a Delorian.
Sometimes life just kicks you in the teeth.
Sunday was the full moon. Could be some residual from that
I had a rough night too with my Houseguest. I cried and woke up this morning and my eyes were almost swollen shut! NOT FUN!
Sorry that shit happened to you man and hope it gets cleared up quickly.
I’m sure that your friend will come around.
A Delorian would so come in handy on many days…
Yeah… wish I had a Delorian…. so I could look cool AND travel back in time.
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