I cried on the way to work today.
It seems my propensity to want everybody around me as happy as possible was overshadowed only by my knack for pissing people off, no matter how unpurposeful that may be. My last entry into the online world of journals included a short paragraph about Amber that she didn't appreciate. I didn't mean to upset her or make her look stupid, but I guess that's what I did. I've reread what I wrote and still don't believe that it warrented the reaction it received. I guess I just look at it as a personal opinion, not to be confused with reality, that helps describe an even larger story also concocted entirely within my mind. Perhaps I should have added a disclaimer stating that, or maybe one saying that I believe it possible I might be hearing "I told you so's" in the near future. It's probably too late now, anyway.
To be fair, here is a link to Amber's Weblog (link discontinued), which probably contains enough discriminating comments to last me a while. I haven't read it personally out of fear, so I can't verify it's reliability. I must also admit that regardless of what I may have said, I enjoyed spending time with Amber last week. I've considered her a good friend, and may have let my emotions cloud my better judgement. I can only hope I haven't ruined my relationship with her permanently.
For those of you who only check for updates on Jeni (which probably includes Jeni), I'm sorry to disappoint but I don't really have any news for you. Sara and I went out with her yesterday and had a good time. Sara reaffirmed her adoration for Jeni afterwards. Something I did notice, however: She's got a real pretty smile. And she does that a lot. I can't wait until my sense of humor finally comes out and I can make her laugh more (pehaps when I'm around Jay or Adam?).
So my relatively bad day concludes with the aggravation of trying to please everybody around me (I know it sounds like a horoscope). Maybe it would be a lot easier if people would just tell me what they want. I guess I can't expect much, though. If I can't decide what I want (except for a couple instances), how can I expect other people to be decisive?
Argh!