Crazy Talk

I'm beginning to sound like a deranged parrot. Beginning? Lol, ok ok I have been sounding like a deranged parrot for a bit now.

Feelings are fickle, vile things.

My favourite author Sophie Kinsella's characters are always over-the-top, very silly girls who over exaggerate everything and get their hopes up waaaaay too high most of the time. They get ideas into their heads that something unlikely is surely going to happen and they start behaving as if it has in reality happened.

I am beginning to see these tendencies in myself and it's rather funny actually. So I spoke with this coworker on chat the other night. She is my supervisor and also works for FB though they really work together. She is the mother figure as she is in her fifties but she is very cool. So I just signed her up for Gmail so she could chat with FB and one night last week I was on and so was she and we had this really long, in depth chat. Granted she had had three or four glasses of wine. Lol. She was needless to say, pleasantly lit. But not drunk.

Out of nowhere she asks me if I missed FB and that spurned this really strange conversation about how FB and I were perfect for each other. She has no idea about what goes on with FB and I but she just pulled this from nowhere. She has met open-relationship-girlfriend
and said that I was a better fit for FB.

In addition to this weird little conversation, FB and I have been talking a bit more than I told myself I would allow. I was going to give myself a month. But then again I am fickle.

So with conversing with FB in my head and then what Work Mum said over chat....I was confused. I got it into my head that there was hope for me and FB and that it was what I wanted.

WRONG!!! Thank goodness my stupid bouts have sell-by dates. My silliness for the moment has expired. He changed his Facebook setting from "In an open relationship" to "It's complicated." Damn right it's complicated. Lol. But I don't need to be caught up in that.

Be warned though, I go back and forth daily. I am fickle and I know it.


I had the weirdest dream this morning. I dreamt I was at some football game or something and Prince (as in the Artist) was there performing "1999." For some reason his hair was dyed blond and he was wearing all white and I remember the dream being so incredibly vivid. I dunno why I had that weird dream, it was out of nowhere but I woke up with the song in my head and it's still there.

So bizarre.