The Invisible Woman Chronicles

It didn't surprise me to find out the diva was a former cheerleader.  The stereotype fits.  It wasn't true in all cases when I went to school.  There were a few that were actually nice to a dork like me and even talked to me.  Others?  Not so much.  It wasn't really the cheerleaders who were so bad.  It was the pom pom girls.  They irritated the hell out of me and they really didn't do much.  They just did this kind of skippity dance that anyone could do. I was actually going to try out in the 9th grade and I twisted my back funny.  It was all my dancing at Studio 54 I guess.   Yeah.  I'm feeling better after I got my feelings out an hour ago.  Stupid neighbor.  Stupid people. The cheerleaders did flips and more athletic stuff where the pom pom girls acted like they were super models.  I could see the diva being a pom pom ding dong. The diva used to tell me she's a girls girl and we should all watch out for ...

I don't know why this is bothering me today.  This is something that's just hitting a nerve for some reason. Today when I went for my walk, I saw my next door neighbor.  He actually lives a block over with his girlfriend but he still comes over to get away from her and her mother.  Sounds like a swell guy right?  He can be a crab and has been weird with us over the years.  Lately he's gotten weirder.  I actually saw him one night kitty corner from the street I was going to walk down.  I saw him turn his back at the corner.  I thought is it because he sees me?  Sure enough when I crossed the street and headed east, I turned at one point and saw him cross the street.  Ok.  All I would have said was hello.  Is that such an awful thing? Today, when I stepped out, I said hey, Dave and walked past.  He saw me and never said anything.  The guys have a security camera on the garage so they might get a chuckle hearing me say, ...

Now Mandela Barnes is out of the race for governor.  Damn.  I didn't realize my mom had called me on my walk.  I have my phone in my pocket.  I'm thinking about what I need, getting it and getting out.  I was more surprised that there's a scandal of sexual misconduct and financial issues.  I asked my mom, Is that why he talked to us?  Was he hitting on you?  My mom has that affect on younger men, I guess. Still shaking my head over the weird dream.  I know I was relieved when I woke up and found out it was a dream.  Yeah. I was a please pick me girl for a long time.  Now I don't care.  Now I'm a Oh.  You noticed that I exist?  Cool. Tonight on my walk I got the attention I didn't want.  I got asked if I ever went into this bar.  Some guy was trying to find a bar to hang out.  I had my ear buds in and shook my head.  I saw him walk past me when I headed back. I saw him go into Ope! and hoped he stay...

I woke up this morning from a really weird dream.  I think I was in San Diego and I was getting off the elevator with my stuff when I was greeted by a bunch of people.  Harold was in the group. I think a classmate from school was there too.  When I got settled into my hotel room, Harold was sitting next to me on the bed and showed me a ring.  He whispered, I'm going to marry you.  Here's the funny part, his wife came into my room carrying a suitcase.  I whispered I love you before she came in. Then they all left.  I showed up at some event that they had late and sat at a table with Harold and his wife and some of their friends.  I didn't sit near them. I watched them as they were being celebrated by someone.  I think it was a faith event which sounds insane because Harold is probably an atheist.  Weird. What does it mean?  I have no idea.  No. I don't love him.  I think his wife would beat the snot out of me if I ever even...

Yesterday, we met up at our usual time.  The diva and her new bestie presented the project that they're working on and presented to the group.  It was nice.  I kind of suspected the bestie did the heavy lifting.   There is a part where it was mentioned that they would be recruiting others to help on the project or get their ideas.  I thought welp.  Leaves me out.  The diva will make sure I stay out of it unless she's forced into it.  I really hope that it doesn't get forced.   Thanks for thinking of me, but have you met the diva?  She won't like it and will make sure I don't get to say a word either.  It really sucks that I get treated like this.  I help someone and they walk over me.  I get treated like I'm weak in public situations by her and it pisses me off but I have to watch my words because the diva is an actress and the tears might flow.  I'll look like the worse person in the world.  I've been ...

I think I'll be ok by lunch time.  Yeah, yeah, meeting with the artist formerly known as the stomper this morning.  Let this be painless and let me not get mad at her not listening to me when I answer her questions. I really tried. I really tried to understand and show grace to the stomper.  Funny thing is that I'm the last person who trusted the stomper.  I showed a lot of grace.  I think it's because we were at the same level initially.  Sometimes when a person rises above that level, they really do think they're above you. Years ago, one of our law clerks came back to work with us as an attorney. I was excited to see her because we were friendly and I went to her going away lunch.  Initially she was really decent to me.  Later?  She was rude and really didn't want to people in my position.  I heard her make a comment to her assistant about how touchy we all are.  I thought don't speak for me.  I saw her on more the one occas...