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No psycho slayer is going to get between you and your right to life. You're an ass-kicker, a charge taker, and if need be, a monster masher. You're level-headed in sticky situations, you trust yout instincts, and you're not afraid to get a little dirty while getting the job done. Simply put, you rock! But don't get carried away. Even though your little brother might act like a creep sometimes, you definately shouldn't be driving stakes through his heart!
RANTS
Well, aren't I just way behind on everything? Sorry. Updates are infrequent here, I know. There's a lot going on in my online life, so I notice. I'm spread pretty thin, but working on cleaning it all up as soon as possible. I hope to get back to posting here a lot more frequently. If only for Theryn, who is missing all the good snark by learning to be a lawyer. Poor little thing.
I suppose the place to start is with an update on my friend who sent the nasty email. First, he did apologize. Off-handedly, and not for the content, but for the tone. I was madder that he waited a week to do that and went through my husband first. What I mean is, instead of coming back to me and apologizing for the horrible nature of his vile email, he apologized to my husband. See, that way he didn't have to talk to me. Anyhow...he came down from Washington to visit with us, and eventually apologized. It was probably 5 hrs after he'd been here.
I know, you're going to ask why I didn't get all over his case and call him up on all the lies in his email. Well, it's pretty simple. That email really, honestly, didn't have a thing to do with me. There was nothing in it but accusations, preconceptions, misconceptions, and his perceptions. It was all about him. I'm not sure you know, but it's like impossible to defend yourself against someone's preconcieved ideas of what happened, or what you're thinking or doing.
Okay, just as an example. One of his nasty bits was about how he was now "the Prince" instead of "the toad". (cropped for vulgar language there) I found out what this was about. You see, on our trip up there, I dared to mention how his house (a new, pre-fab kind of home in a new, pre-fab kind of neighborhood community) really matched his personality as much as our house (an older, smaller, lived-in place on an actual street with an actual yard) fit us. My DH wrote to tell them how much of a good time we had, and apparently my friend emailed back asking what my problem was. My Dh said I must have been jealous or something. It was nothing of the sort. I was more annoyed that they were performing a play, doing all of the talking and none of the listening, that I couldn't get a word in edgewise than anything else. And that was mostly because I was PMS'ing, which does happen to skew your view just a tad. Anyhow, this remark from my DH to "The Prince" set Prince off. See, now I want Prince for his money, cause now he's worthy of my love and adoradation and worship. Yeah, that was SO it.
BUT - since I wasn't supposed to be reading the husband's emails (Bad me anyhow for that! I stopped immediately after reading that exchange.) and therefore shouldn't know about the preconception of my "jealousy" which then turned into this slam of a line about how now I wanted Prince....there just wasn't anything I could do. Besides, it wasn't a question. Nobody ASKED me anything. If they don't ask, why should I defend. It means they're going to believe what they're going to believe no matter what you say. When they want to KNOW, they ASK. That's when they want the actual answers.
Prince still hasn't asked me a single question, sent me an email, or anything else since he left here. You know, that's all right with me. I understand my place in his universe now, and will act accordingly. Dr. Phil says we teach others how to treat us. I totally see how that is from this one incident. He doesn't trust me, he doesn't care about me but about himself, and our friendship has been less than I ever thought, which is why I was so upset by the entire incident.
Now, for the irony. Prince sees me as I saw Dream Dude. Isn't that just peachy? Well, I totally know what it's like to be on the "dreamer" end of the page, and now I'm on the other side. Man, I tell you, life is total circles. The trick is seeing them, I suppose. Now I know how Dream Dude felt, and probably still feels. I'm glad I never sent a mail in retaliation to his break-up forever letter. I'm glad I realized it was the best possible thing in the universe. And I'm glad I understand that it still IS the best thing.
The other irony was that for yet another month, this whole personal interaction with Prince came about on the "Think of someone you resent or who resents you." day of Effortless Prosperity. I have to tell you, that's 3 bloody months in a ROW. I stopped reading that book, I think I'm afraid of what will happen in October!
RAVES
Don't really have a raves right now, that I can think of. Well, we had a good turn out for Three Cheers and a Tiger contest...and some really good entries. I can't wait to read them all a little better, but a couple of them have my imagination from their openings, and that's the best possible thing.
I am proud of the Themiscrya Scrolls webset and site I set up this week. I'm working on making the role-playing forum entries into a kind of "online novel" I suppose you could say. Basically, I'm correcting grammar and storyline and spelling and that kind of thing. Then I make it readable and publish it to this site. This is the big project I'm embroiled in right now. So, pardon the lack of updates. But please, feel free to enjoy the site. I can tell you, the story is kind of fun. :)
Until next time, keep your sword sharp and your bow strung! Herete!
