I kept myself busy at the office yesterday to avoid it. I went to the gym after work to avoid it. I came home and cleaned the kitchen to avoid it. I even cleaned out the fridge to avoid it.
Running out of distractions, I started to panic a bit. And then, as if they knew, Karen and John called.
"We just drove by your place and saw that your light was on. We're headed to Jordano. Come meet us for dinner."
I ran upstairs, threw on some jeans, a clean top and my sandals and flew out the door. I couldn't believe my luck. Sometimes my friends know exactly what I need, even when they don't know what's going on.
Good food, good wine and great company made for a wonderful night. I had totally forgotten what I'd been avoiding. That is until I got home and looked at my cell.
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2 Missed Calls
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I listened to both messages and then came to the saved messages. There was only one and suddenly, I remembered.
I told myself to listen to it just for the sake of deleting it. I told myself when the message was over I would press 7 and be done with it. That's what the Ice Queen would do.
Me:Ok, ready to press 7 to delete it.
Ice Queen: Well go on already.
Me: Ummmm...
I.Q: Wait, why did you press 9? You saved that message again!
Me: It's just that...
I.Q: It's just that you're totally weak! Has this guy done anything to warrant a saved message?
Me: Well, technically he really hasn't done anything wrong.
I.Q: Technically, you're an idiot...and so is he.
Me: See! We're perfect for eachother!
I.Q: *sigh* I give up.
I managed to convince the inner Ice Queen that saving the message was better than actually calling him. We called a truce and I went to bed.
Of course, seeing as how I just left him a message, I'm pretty sure that truce is over.
Ice Queen can have her priciples. Puddle Girl always has better stories to tell.
5 comments:
Ah, the inner-monologue debate. I know it well. And since I don't know the deal with this guy, I won't take sides with either Ice Queen or Puddle Girl.
I'm a puddle girl, too. My inner Ice Queen NEVER wins. Hmm...maybe we should start a puddle girl support group?!
Ice Queen or puddle girl. Hmmm...Niether seem to do you justice but for goodness sakes erase the messages. You're killin me over hear. I'm about to leave you a message to erase the message with and save the message I just left to remind you. Holla Ice Puddle.
Did you ever get your Blue Moon Ghetto CD?
Just wondering....almost a month later.
Cheryl - so happy to hear I'm not the only one who has those debates with themselves!
Rico- it's really less of a game and more of self-preservation. He is a great guy but totally wrong for me. But he's so charming and cute that it's hard to remember why he's wrong. *sigh*
Marissa - first meeting of the PGSG (Puddle Girls Support Group) is in NYC in December - be there.
Thomas - who needs a book?
Timmortal - his message has been erased. The thought was to keep the message in lieu of actually calling. But since I caved and called, no need to keep the message. It can't be helped as I adore this guy...but I do like the idea of a placebo message to remind me what a chick I'm being about the whole thing.
Tyrone - YES! Got the cd and it is a fan-frickin-tastic as I remember it. :)
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