In spite of me

Last night I told a stranger all about you
They smilled patiently with disbelief
I always knew you would succeed no matter what you tried
And I know you did it all in spite of me
Still I'm proud to have know you for the short time that I did
Glad to have been a step up on your way
Proud to be part of your illustrious career
And I know you did it all in spite of me
In spite of me
Late last night I saw you in my living room
You seemed so close but yet so cold
For a long time I thought that you'd be coming back to me
Those kind of thoughts can be so cruel
So cruel And I know you did it all in spite of me
In spite of me

~morphine

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Such an amazingly long day. I never thought it
would end, really. I had the dubious honour
of sitting at a meeting during work today,
alternating between falling asleep and scribbling
some smutty erotica in my notebook (which I
may or may not send to the person it was
intended for). I also got quite snotty with
the Newt because she's backed out of the road
trip with Wee Heather and I. Because her
father freaked out. She's 27. Sweet suffering
fuck, says I. Jeebus, save me.

I'd dearly love to whack her over the head
with a sack full of red hot nickels.

She's also not being a tremendous help with
getting me information about Gen Con and the
hotels and such-like. The words "Can't you just
get a camping site?" fell from her lips today.

me: *sputters* Camping site?!
her: Sure. Milwaukee is a little backwards
kind of town, isn't it?
me: Newt! Milwaukee is an industrial city!
Think Philadelphia! Do they have "camp sites"
in Philadelphia?
her: Well, I don't know!
me: *sighs*

She makes me so goddamn angry, sometimes.

Wee Heather says we could probably bunk down
on the hotel room floor of some friends of hers,
but I really am not enamoured with that idea.
I want a bed. My own shower. Room to make /noise/
where I won't disturb twenty other people.
We'll have to sit down and plan, I suppose.

I'm still disappointed that Newt won't be
making the drive with us. Though she does
anger me so, I still do enjoy her company. And it
would have been /very/ nice to have a third
driver, especially considering that in August,
I will still only be a fledgling driver.

I have to start working on that. Very soon.
Very, very soon.

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I'm not worth this pain.
Please, make it stop.