Friday, April 23, 2004

goodbye, old friend.

tomorrow i have to pick up my friend in hutto. she's there form rochester NY studying how to become a dog trainer. before she showed up, i was really excited about the fact that she was going to be here for a while. my hopes of seeing her on a regular basis were dashed within the forst couple of weeks that she was here. she was so busy that i only had the chance to see her for about a total of maybe 4 hours since dropping her off in hutto, three months ago. i am feeling a bit selfish because she is technically finished with training today, and she chose to stay up there for the evening... so i dont even get to spend tongith with her. (that sounded bad... thats NOT what i meant, PERVERT!) i mean, i dont even get to hang out with her tonight. she had said that i could go out there and stay the night, then we would just drive to the airport tomorrow morn. ummmm, sis, you forget the fact that i have a house, 2 dogs, and a kid. not gonna happen. anyways, i know that she wannts to spend the last evening here in tx with all the folks she just finished school with, because "they've been through the shit together for the last three months." hey, lady, don't you remember who i am?? we've been through the shit together for the last 9 years! who held the hair out of your face on your 21st birthday when you were praying to the proverbial porcelain gods? who stood behind you when you thought your then boyfriend, now husband, was having an affair, WITH ME?? who was there for you when you found out that you have a congenital disorder that has caused a lump the size of a baseball to grow between the lobes of your brain, giving you your first ever siesure? who was there giving you support through all three of your abortions, and never questioned your judgement, because i knew you had to do it? who did you help clean up their life, and take in when she was kicked off campus? who has driven over 2,000 miles, just to spend time with you? that's right. me. the ever supportive friend who feels neglected and forgotten right now. i think that 9 years of history and mutual support racks up a little higher on the "shit" scale. one evening. that's all i wanted. one evening.

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