Azure Jane Lunatic (Azz) 🌺 (
azurelunatic) wrote2003-05-22 04:29 pm
Nice, nice.
Called Darkside. Talked for almost an hour. Vented about stuff. He was appropriately irritated at the idea that someone should not know me sufficiently to mention that other people less understanding would wish to institutionalize me if I were having little breakdowns like this, in the middle of the breakdown. In fact, he was downright angry. He had the words I needed, and listened relatively quietly while I laid my pain where he could see it.
Talked about his reputation. He was evidently unaware that he is regarded as one of those rare genius-type programmers. He was suitably amused at the idea of me being group leader, while N% was head programmer, in my group.
He hadn't known about my job back home. Shared a few details. As I had been the muffin queen, he said, I surely would have known the muffin man...
He's a sweetie, and a treasure forever. Mentioned that my mother was sending his birthday gift to me, and he cringed. Mentioned that I had asked his mother what would be good to get him for his birthday, and she hadn't the foggiest, as they usually gave him car repairs. He was a little surprised, but then not-surprised. Talked about disappointing holidays, and the consequent development of my wish list. Pointed out that my birthday was the day after his father's, and his birthday was the 22nd, and I really want to see him some time.
Gotta love my Blondie.
Talked about his reputation. He was evidently unaware that he is regarded as one of those rare genius-type programmers. He was suitably amused at the idea of me being group leader, while N% was head programmer, in my group.
He hadn't known about my job back home. Shared a few details. As I had been the muffin queen, he said, I surely would have known the muffin man...
He's a sweetie, and a treasure forever. Mentioned that my mother was sending his birthday gift to me, and he cringed. Mentioned that I had asked his mother what would be good to get him for his birthday, and she hadn't the foggiest, as they usually gave him car repairs. He was a little surprised, but then not-surprised. Talked about disappointing holidays, and the consequent development of my wish list. Pointed out that my birthday was the day after his father's, and his birthday was the 22nd, and I really want to see him some time.
Gotta love my Blondie.

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I count myself lucky that my father was never one of the saucepan-tossing types.
I count myself lucky that certain other people only toss threats.
Said moron is regretting the hasty, angry words.
Thanks for the support, though.