It’s a Wonderful Life
Jan 18th, 2008 by Amanda
I’m having one of those nights. You know, the kind where you enjoy copious amounts of self-pity.
Yeah. One of those.
It started out great. A friend of mine was supposed to come over for a night of Rent. But he called to cancel. Then my roomie and I went to see 27 Dresses. It’s a fantastic movie. Really, it is. But I have come to the conclusion that I should never watch another romantic comedy. At least not while I’m so hopelessly single. Especially the night I get a “rain check” (read: rejected) from the man I’m hopelessly in like with.
I really hope he isn’t reading this.
Then…
Do people ever make you feel utterly insignificant? It happens to me a lot. I have to tell myself I am significant. I matter. But sometimes, that internal dialogue just doesn’t help much.
So you end up like me. Sitting here, alone in my pjs, full of self-pity.
Isn’t that a pretty picture?
Heh, “hopelessly in like with…”
Love it.
*hug*
People can make you feel insignificant. I had a really big thing with it recently. But it is because they are reading the sign on our foreheads: you can mistreat me, I am used to it.
I am working to shed that branding, tho. I’ll let you know how it goes.
What you need is some Keith Partridge singing, “It’s one of those nights.” Google the vid!
You crack me up, J. I’m so glad you’re back!