Friday, November 2, 2018

You only need to do 2 things to “qualify” for my friendship, so to speak, I told someone who asked about friendship on another site. Accept me as I am and be honest. Well, it’d be nice if you weren’t a criminal either. Then again, if those I’m closest to suddenly confessed to breaking the law, even in a serious way, I wouldn’t rat them out. But the answer to the question is still pretty simple…don’t lie to me and take me as I am. Bullshit me or try to change me into the friend you want or the person you think I should be and I’m gone. I have zero tolerance these days for that sort of thing. Things I would either put up with in the past or let people get away with after a verbal beatdown from me.

My sister recently lied about dying, even if she may feel like she’s dying at times. As I wrote in my journal about this… THINK before you speak! THINK just how much I mean to you and how important I am to have in your life because if I catch anyone in a lie from here on out, I won’t be around for you to either own up to the lie or try to lie your way out of that lie(s).

While I’m on this rant…another way to lose me is to falsely accuse ME of lying. My so-called former friend did just that many times from my circadian rhythm disorder to prank calling a cousin to being jealous over the same things he was jealous over. His excuse for it? Because so many people had lied to him in the past. Well, I’m sorry if you’re that insecure, have trust issues, and have been lied to a zillion times by people, but guess what? I’m not those people! So please don’t judge me by what others have done to you. Or assume something’s a lie because you don’t get it.

So yesterday Wyatt, Jessie’s son, finally responded to a message I sent a while back asking if Jessica was his mom since I couldn’t find her right away. He responded and also sent a friend request. I was a little surprised since I haven’t seen him since he was a baby and I didn’t think he would remember me but I accepted it and added him. Jessie and I have connected again as well. She’ll always be like family and definitely the best childhood friend I had. I never feel like there’s any time gap when we start chatting again after some time goes by between our communication.

She said they hope to move to the space coast section of Florida, east of Orlando at some point but it will depend on what they find when they go to look. She said she’s counting down the days till she no longer has to see snow and that they try to get down to Florida every year.

We may consider this area as well. As long as we couldn’t hear the blast off from home, we’d love to watch the rockets launch. Might be a bit cooler there as opposed to the southern part of the state but it can’t be like the winters here.

Yesterday they were supposed to turn the water off but they never did. Spoke to Bob briefly and he said we need some rain. Yes, we do but I’m beginning to wonder if it will ever rain here again. LOL Only a few days of rain in half a year. It’s like this place really is turning into a desert. Things sometimes have a way of making up for lost time, though, and it could really rain its ass off in December and January. I love the sound of the rain and how it keeps things quieter but it would be better for the roof if it didn’t rain while we were still here.

Not wanting to make my unedited journals/story accounts on my-diary public, I created a public account there for daily stuff because what I consider the best friend I ever had even though we haven’t met yet inspired me to do so. I’m not doing NaNo this year but Aly is and she’s going to share some excerpts there. I know that even if she won’t admit it, she prefers to hide. So this way if she wants to read edited copies of my journal she can do so in private.

It’s after 5:30 AM here, so it’s one plane after another for most of the day. Wish it’d rain! Don’t know if that would stop commercial flights, though, and they’re the main problem lately. Beats the daily landscaping games and loud traffic, though.

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