kerfuffle

kerfuffle: a commotion or fuss.

o.m.g. so, today I got a call from my brother-in-law asking if he could "end T's life." Apparently he saw him and "some skanky chick" at Big Judd's in Boise. He almost took a swing at him. There was almost a fight. Ridiculous. T then sent me a slew of texts boasting that he would have won. effing boys.

I'm at a loss as to how to handle this T situation. My whole family and all my friends say to write him off. And I know this, and I've tried this. It hasn't worked. I feel dispensable to him. Disrespected even. This may well be unintentional, but I'm exhausted. Never before have I written not one, but three Dear John letters. Never before has someone seemed so sketchy to me. T's like quick sand, the more effort I make to get out, the more stuck I become. I adore his good qualities, but I think it's time to give up the fight...and maybe let others take a swing instead.

As my brother-in-law said, "it's hard as hell to realize that the person you once respected is shitty." (awww I love my brother-in-law). and as another of my friends said, "never allow someone to be your priority while allowing yourself to be their option."

on a related note, I had a date recently and things seemed very...familiar. I asked where he wanted to go eat, he said Applebees, then he ordered a hamburger. I waited for him to pick me up, and he showed up in a lifted jeep Cherokee. He listens to metal/screamo and plays a shit ton of video games too. holy cow, I'm seeing a pattern.

update: second date wasn't too bad. but man do I need to try and break this pattern. I think next I should date a hokey player...no, or a man with a goatee who owns a motor cycle...or maybe the trick is to just get someone college-educated. I dunno. I have to remind myself constantly that I'm still super young and need to take the next four years for myself anyhow. to think by the age of 26 I will be a Lieutenant+ in the Air Force and have my master's degree. holly cow. I like where I'm headed.