During my lunch break today, I headed to the mall. I was on a mission: find the "Inferno" line of Tokidoki for LeSportSac in the mini size that I foolishly waited so long to buy, and find decently-priced, sensible black shoes to replace my black Naturalizer flats. The last place I hit was Nordstrom. As I walked through the shoe section, the piano selection sounded very familiar, but I couldn't place it. I kept walking, and started humming along...was it a female artist? It finally hit me and I smiled to keep from laughing out loud as a shoe salesman greeted me--it was the Offspring's "Want You Bad"!
Amusing Sight #3: As the rain steadily came down, a lady at the shuttle stop stood there with her umbrella closed, under her arm...it didn't look broken...Maybe she felt the need to be cleansed.
26 March 2007
18 March 2007
What Would You Say
Have you ever had a friendship that slowly dissolved?
I've been feeling this way about The Pear for a while now, and it feels like the road trip in October sped up the process. I've been feeling like I don't have much in common with her anymore. Once she got involved with Dilbert, it made it even more difficult to connect with her--he came along to all outings, and usually sat idly by reading the paper while The Pear and I caught up.
The Pear emailed me to say that she and Melissa were meeting for brunch, and wanted to extend the invitation to me although she'd understand if I didn't want to make the trip because of gas prices. I foolishly replied that we'd try to make it. Melissa kindly offered to give us a ride, and I completely forgot to call her back [we'd been running errands all morning]. She texted me that evening asking if we wanted a ride, and I texted back with an apology for not calling back and saying we'd take public transportation and see her there. Here's the fucked-up part: I had NO INTENTION at that point of making the trip. Why was I too chickenshit to say that something came up and we'd no longer be able to make it? Would it really look any better if I texted [not even CALLED] before noon to say "Sorry, can't make it after all"?
Some friends I feel like I can meet up with them months later and pick up where we left off, and make new memories. With The Pear, I feel like we rehash college [no pun intended], and then we focus on Dilbert's new goatee. Then...crickets in the background. The bad part about all this is the timing--I haven't seen The Pear since that road trip in October, and I gave a lukewarm response to her engagement announcement in late January. I sent a card, and congratulated her many times via email, but I just don't have the energy to even respond to her random "How are you?" emails!
I've been feeling this way about The Pear for a while now, and it feels like the road trip in October sped up the process. I've been feeling like I don't have much in common with her anymore. Once she got involved with Dilbert, it made it even more difficult to connect with her--he came along to all outings, and usually sat idly by reading the paper while The Pear and I caught up.
The Pear emailed me to say that she and Melissa were meeting for brunch, and wanted to extend the invitation to me although she'd understand if I didn't want to make the trip because of gas prices. I foolishly replied that we'd try to make it. Melissa kindly offered to give us a ride, and I completely forgot to call her back [we'd been running errands all morning]. She texted me that evening asking if we wanted a ride, and I texted back with an apology for not calling back and saying we'd take public transportation and see her there. Here's the fucked-up part: I had NO INTENTION at that point of making the trip. Why was I too chickenshit to say that something came up and we'd no longer be able to make it? Would it really look any better if I texted [not even CALLED] before noon to say "Sorry, can't make it after all"?
Some friends I feel like I can meet up with them months later and pick up where we left off, and make new memories. With The Pear, I feel like we rehash college [no pun intended], and then we focus on Dilbert's new goatee. Then...crickets in the background. The bad part about all this is the timing--I haven't seen The Pear since that road trip in October, and I gave a lukewarm response to her engagement announcement in late January. I sent a card, and congratulated her many times via email, but I just don't have the energy to even respond to her random "How are you?" emails!
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