Tuesday, October 18, 2005

Last night

Last night current roomie and I went to old roomie Emma's house.

Glad to be rid of her.

24 comments:

Atomic Bombshell said...

*snicker* I know that feeling!

Satan said...

OH NO! Did you KILL her????

Diana Crabtree said...

Of course I did Satan, you told me to!

Satan said...

Oh, no no no, don't be blaming me! I just gave you the knife and winked I didn't day 'Do it'!

How you been?

Satan said...

say... not day... HA!

Diana Crabtree said...

You're exact words to me were "Did you see how her eyebrow went up when you mentioned buying a condo?" That is the same thing as "Do it"

Satan said...

No, no, I was marvelling at how the mechanics are connected to emotion.

Who the Hell does she think she is! Your personal financia (sp?)

Satan said...

OH bloody hell, I can't type today

thats... the mechanics of the human body are...

Diana Crabtree said...

I am proud that I didn't make a comment about it. I was allowing myself to forget why I hated her, but she had to remind me. She walked aroud like she was SO SUPERIOR, and instead of realizing something was wrong with her, I felt all uncomfortable and hard on myself, it was subconcious. And did I mention how DROLL she was (I dont even know what that word means, but it seems to fit!)

Ahhh- and I am rid of her, ahhhh.

Diana Crabtree said...

You are very self concsious about your typing today, what are you proofreading your project right now?

Satan said...

Dang... good word wrong placement : ) It means amusingly odd or whimsically comical. I think archaicly (sp?) it meant buffoon so you may be right.

Ummm... just a Qu. When you lived with her did you often make plans about the future which contained finances you don't have? WOB's mum's like that. Or is she really just being a super bitch and doesn't think you're good enough to ever own a Condo?

Diana Crabtree said...

Definately the superbitch. I am not good enough to own a condo. It is her role in the world to be responsible and smart, no-one else gets to be. GOD I am so glad to be rid of her!

I did run out of money at the end of the month once or twice, but that has as much to do with not making alot of money as anything else. (I am also a flight attendant without a degree, so what do I know about anything?)

I am happy that now I can look at her with compassion (sortof) and be glad that I am not someone who sticks their nose up at everybody. You trained her well, Satan.

Diana Crabtree said...

Shes not droll if it means those things, I guess "Dreadfully Dull" would work better ;)

Satan said...

Nah, running out of money once or twice doesn't qualify you as being bad with money. As you said, you're on a limited budget. You're right! She a cow. A dreadfully dull cow.

How come you went around?? She sounds like the type of person who'd I'd just cut loose.

Pssst. I think you know plenty, but what would I know I don't have a degree either ; )

Diana Crabtree said...

Thanks for your understanding, thats what a normal person would do.

Why did I go over there? She invited me to a little "pudding party." I went because all this time I figured the unpleasant feelings I felt around her were just my own insecurity. I am glad I did so I can see the whole living situation with more perspective (so I don't think in hindsight that I was a bad roommate to her.) Next time I will be "too busy."

I can't believe you don't have a degree! I must have known this already, but I must of forgotten since you are so damn marvelous. (Not to mention Droll- in the good way :) )

What did you study in school again smarty pants?

Satan said...

Yes, that's right, I studied Smarty Pants!

Well in that case it sounds like a really good thing that you went around. Excellent!

Diana Crabtree said...

That's right, I knew it was smarty pants, I just thought you had a M.A. in smarty pants.

Satan said...

I have an Honoury Doctorate. Unfortunately it's from Clown School : (

Satan said...

Seriously though, I don't have a degree and barely passed high school. I think it was about half way through my last year when I woke up on the floor of someones house, three days after arriving to study ancient history, next to a barely clad young lady and a joint of roasted meat when I realised that I had a maths examine that day and that I was going to happily fail highschool.

Ahhhh good times!

Up until that year I wsa top of the school in most subjects, but beer and women won.

Diana Crabtree said...

Sorry smarty pants, I depend on the yahoo messenger to make a "kapow" sound when a message comes up, but it didnt.

I think you have done just fine with yourself. I am not proud of my performance in high school, but I too had other things going on.

I have to say though- your story intrigues me, (is it true?)

(I have to go to bed soon BTW) :(

Diana Crabtree said...

Actually I really have to go to sleep.

PLEASE don't think of me as insensitive!

Diana Crabtree said...

Bad timing huh? :(

Satan said...

Sleep well. I'll chat to you later sweet girl.

PS. yes the story is true.

Diana Crabtree said...

MWAH MWAH MWAH

I am so sorry, If I didn't have to get up at like 4 tomorrow I would wait.

MWAH MWAH MWAH