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December 19, 2005
In & Out of Reality
Sorry for the seriousness of this, but it's come up several times now and I think it should be addressed. A few friends and me have come up with the way our reality works. It works sort of like this:
If you're going to do something that you know will hurt me, at least have the common decency to not let me ever find out about it. If I do not find out about it, I will not be hurt me it. My reality, my happy reality, stays in tact.
Yes, this brings up a lot of issues about honesty for the sake of honesty, I'm aware. It's a potential snag but one I feel confident I can put right with a little more work into the theory.
My boyfriend informed me about a party he would be attending with his work folk, that is no doubt a holiday party, and did not ask me to go. Why, you ask? I have so many reasons running around my head.
I am torn as to how to feel. Sure, fury, rage and scorn freely dance with my dopamine, but is there a side to this I cannot see? Can anyone figure this puzzle out?
If a person is in a room with 300 people who do not know he has a girlfriend, does he,in fact, even have one? Doesn't the majority perception win as the accepted "reality"? Is thhat what we're taught?
I cease to exists in the minds of others when I have a right to. This, pisses me off.
I hate it when my reality gets fucked with.
Posted by lysa at December 19, 2005 12:24 PM
Comments
S: You have some 'splainin to do! Let your testicles descend to their appropriate scroti and take your super-hot chickie to the party. If anyone says anything, tell them to go f' themselves. Besides, they'd just be jealous that you landed the uber babe that you did.
Posted by: Scottie at December 19, 2005 2:53 PM
Hmm, valid enough points there bb. Two things i can only say in my defense.
1. i'm not even sure i'm going to this "party" considering how im currently feeling with the lack of consistent sleep and the coughy no sleepy and my overall sense of anti-socialness. I'd last maybe about 5 minutes before the agonizing talks between myself and coworkers descended into shop talk. I'd rather stare at air.
Besides you heard me this weekend, i was contemplating not even going to my best friend's dinner party.
2. From the actual invitation itself:
"Cocktails and food will be served.
(Sorry no guests)."
Granted, i kinda doubt they'll be checking company ID's (might) but its sorta stating that people outside the company aren't being invited and how obnoxious would that be. I think im too much of a company man, but instinctively I was just following the rules. I was going to mention this caveat to you last night, but it seemed you were already mad enough as it is and didnt think this would help matters as you had a test to worry about.
Posted by: s at December 19, 2005 3:37 PM
Oopsie.. Sowwy, my apologies to the S for flying off the handle.
Posted by: Scottie at December 19, 2005 9:00 PM
S-- never apologize for handle flying as funny as that. Which means pretty much any kind that refers to "descending testicles"
s-- this area of conversation has truly turned into a mine field (heh. pun.) and I can appreciate your laying low. However, I also must add that I do not think this storm is going to pass.
Posted by: K at December 19, 2005 9:37 PM