But I am.
Paranoid as hell.
What the hell is going on? And why isn't there any communication?
God I hate being paranoid.
Monday, June 11, 2007
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It's a guy thing, I'm sure of it. It's not that they don't care, they just don't feel the paranoia like we do. They don't get that we make big things out of silences. They don't get that those silences scream at us and make us doubt.
I hear ya TS.
Hugs
I hope & pray you're right Fiona...
Almost 7:30 AM; no phone call & no email since I know he arrived in SF around 6 PM last night...
Somehow MY lil' paranoiac psyche interprets that as a big kiss-off.
Fiona - Yes, you are right, and now that I've talked to him this morning all is right with the world again. Funny how the written word can be misinterpreted and then a following silence completely blown out of proportion. Silly me! Thankfully, due to the blogs I read regularly I know I'm not the only one.
Val - I think Fiona is right. They just don't see it the way we do. I think it's a Mars & Venus thing.
Yup, if you read my blog enough you know i'm in the same boat a lot too... It is SUCH guy thing. Makes me want to hit him with the paddle from this boat... :)
Serenity - You use one paddle. I'll use the other.
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