I bumped into Breadstick in the lift on my way up to my office again today. We smiled and said hello again. I’m sure there’s some chemistry there.
Received another saccharine email from Donna today. It begins Hi there, sweet girl, and goes downhill from there. She asks me about another girlfriend of mine, Sheila, who Donna says is a remarkable and inspirational woman (she’s a train wreck). I must be extremely satisfied seeing her so mature and fulfilled and alive! (No, and she’s not). She said that she could see that Sheila was doing really well on Facebook. Guess what Donna. Everyone’s doing well on Facebook! Donna is still quivering and full of whimsy, but I expect she’ll get over it. It’s like she’s become two people — a self-focused, smoking, talking-machine in person and a pompous ass on paper. She tells me she loves having facials and massages and all that sort of pampering for a special treat. (I know, Donna, we go together.) On Sunday she had lunch with sweet friends up the road. She is currently having some ‘me time’.
I hope they find a cure soon.