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:: Tuesday, April 15, 2003 ::
Just to remind me who I'm dating...
Yeah, oh well. As long as I resign myself to the notion that there's really nothing I can do to avoid upsetting her, and that everything will eventually pass, if only by sheer force of (mostly my) will, then I don't get that frustrated. It's not as though I can't see how on earth she could possibly get upset, it's just that after all this time, it hasn't changed enough, nor does any progress made seem to stay made.
I concede the point that simply recounting the events to another not acquainted with the situation would inspire some degree of concern for my conduct, but she's as acquainted with the situation as you could ask someone to be. And she's not learning. Yay sleeping alone, silently fuming and cold. Ultimately, there's nothing I can do to make it better, and that's the worst part.
Music of the moment: R.E.M.'s New Adventures in Hi-Fi.
:: Aziz 3:01 AM [+] ::
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