K

So Kristin called. Bizarre, huh? I had just sent her my new yahoo im, right? This is the only contact I have initiated in many months. No sooner had I sent it, the phone rang. She wasn't online, didn't know I had sent it. Weeeeiiiirrd. I never call her, email, anything. But every couple of months or so she calls me. It used to be that she'd call when she was upset, same shit, different year. But for the past few calls it's to see how I am, to check up on me, allegedly. She always tells me random shit that I don't care about or want to hear, and then she says something stupid and catty, and so help me God, I think it was unintentional, I think she's just socially inept! For instance, she wanted to know how much I made with my new raise. I told her, and she said "oh, I still make more than you!" This from the girl who can't hold down a job working for her parents! So I'm sitting here thinking, "yeah, with no education, no job security, and no work ethic! What a deal!" Then, she caught herself, and I SWEAR she was embarrassed. Now I know, this stunning revelation is completely unimportant to anyone but me, and maybe a little to Rachel, God love her. But really, why would she call? Why would she care she was being a snotty bitch? So weirrrrd. I asked her, right? She said "because I care about you." I'm like "since when?" What a P-S-Y-C-H-O!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Psycho to the core.

Speaking of psycho, I really miss the Valley. I think I just miss a different part of California. Hell, something different in general. The valley is cool because there's a lot of neat stuff to do and see, oddly. It's close to Tahoe, a beautiful drive away, and then there's Yosemite that I never visited but lived 45 minutes away from. Dork. And there's the friends/family I was graced with while I was there. I think next payday I'm going roadtripping. I have a three day weekend, and it's my first big check. Cool. I think I'll leave after work, then go to Vee and Trick's. Or maybe I'll go and spend the weekend with Nancy or something. Pick up the psycho, visit Latif's, Pet Extreme, and Columbia....We'll see. Maybe I really should consider moving out of the area when the lease is up. As long as I can have my furkids, alll of them, I'm good. I miss Winston to death. *sigh*

So out of all of you, will someone please tell me what I am supposed to feel for K? And don't anyone give me any of that "nothing" bullshit, I had a lot with her. It's over now, thankfully, but there's a lot of history. So what do I do with that?