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ropo, the Bee Girl, when can we see you?

I think I left my phone at the video store. If it's not there tomorrow I'm going to be quite put out.

We didn't have internet for about a week. Did you miss us? Fistfight with Comcast later and here we are. And runpunkrun wrote an XF story and it's beautiful and so on, but that's for later.

Foremost: _maayan's coming! I was at MW's when she called and you shoulda seen me with the screaming and the running and the jumping on stuff, and MW saying "you don't have to shout, you're on a telephone, it's not like you're trying to get her to hear you across the Atlantic" but I didn't care and I shouted anyhow, because MAAYAN'S coming HERE to be with ME!

Second, I'm taking call-in advice on the following matter: what does one do when one's significant other decides that he hates one whenever one is not around? So one lives in a perpetual state of being hated most of the time? I want to make it better. What I need is a job.

what I need is a JOB.

And yes, there's the other thing, the thing that only ptpatricia knows and it'll stay that way, but anyway, I got a highly cute haircut.

It's 2 something and I need to go to sleep, but I want to finish beta for runpunk and it's hard to sleep when I'm being hated from five miles away.

On the other hand, Chiana and I are having fantastic sex.

I'm going to SF in October, but wearemany won't be there when I'm there. And I want to see her, Scarecrow, I think I miss you most of all.

The Man Who Cried is a terrible movie with an all-star cast. Oscar and Lucinda is a fantastic movie, and somehow I missed it the first time around, but it's okay, I got it now.

I don't expect MW to love me unconditionally. I'm in the unenviable position of loving him unconditionally. Conditions are frustrating things. But he took me to the ballgame twice this week, and we ate hotdogs and jeered at the pitchers, and so that's good enough, you know, for now, anyway.

qowf, call us, won't you? On PTP's phone, on the off chance mine never returns from the video store.

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He believes it's not true, and that's the sad part. But you can see it through the actions.

A lot of times people aren't really in touch with themselves, or they hide parts of themselves from themselves because they are too hard to deal with.

The junk they give you is symptomatic of this inner struggle to hide stuff from themselves.

There is no fixing this person with your love, ok? The only one who can fix him is him. And you are just putting yourself in a position to take shit off him and be made depressed by the way he takes out his frustration on you.

This is not a good situation to be in. Trust me. When I was around someone like this I got suicidally depressed. I had a lot of other things making me depressed at the time - grad school, unemployment, etc. But he added the self-image crushing mental abuse to top it off was what sent me over the edge. It was all this - I don't love you because you're not worthy of my love crap. I think you're probably getting, I'm not sure if I really love you unless you're in the room reminding me of how you are. That's not as bad. But it's from the same messed-up place inside the other person. Nothing to do with you.

That's hard to see when you're THERE in the situation.

I am just really worried for you.