Wednesday, November 08, 2017

Valerie continued. . .

This is just so fucking pathetic isn't it?   But I might as well right about it.

First of all I think I have blood in my urine which usually means something bad is happening.   I think I just let it go. See what happens.

She texted back last night that she was sorry she was out of touch  She was distracted.
Fuck, I gotta climb a mountain. 
She said she had a really good time too. . . She also said that she may not be able to find someone to watch her son so we would have to hike some place close.
I really gotta climb a mountain.
She said she was distract and not feeling well physically. . .

I texted back that it was okay and said Mars hill would work and told her that I hoped she would feel better.
Really need a mountain.
I think I've got closure on the exchange.

I looked on facebook this evening and saw she had posted about her son.  He is halfway through book 5 of the Harry Potter books and he had started it on Friday.  This woman has a life.  I am alone at the fucking kitchen table writing in this stupid fucking blog that no one will ever read.

Enough about Val.

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