Diana's Diarya vault of venting anda mausoleum of musings (not to mention, an abode of alliteration)
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2001-01-05 - 23:15:45 Return of the JingleBelleGuh. JB finally called me this afternoon, after being back since Wednesday. Fine. I really was fine with it, until she starts telling me all of the other people that she's talked to in the last couple of days, and it's like, wow, I'm glad to know that I'm a priority. If she was busy or tired, that's one thing, but to learn that I'm pretty much the last person she thought of calling when she got back...whatever. So then she tells me to come over tonight. I'm thinking, good. We need to talk, and since she leaves for England on Sunday, this is pretty much my only chance. Then she calls me back and asks me if I can pick up Ladybug, one of her friends who lives near me. (Okay, in fairness, I guess I could consider Ladybug my friend, too, except that JB is the only thing we have in common and I find it nearly impossible to converse with her.) Nothing against Ladybug, but I REALLY need to talk to JB. She's going to England to see Ex--again--and I have issues with that. But JB has been blowing me off now since...well, since Ex's friend crashed into the States and stayed with JB way back in November. And if Ladybug's there, that means I have no hope of talking to JB alone. Guh. I don't know. We'll see how tonight goes. -Di �
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