Urgh.

[hazliya]

So, last night, elenuial was excited that I was not working and could therefore meet him for lunch today. He texted me that his lunch hour was 11, and I was happy.

Except that I started throwing up at 10:30, passed out while trying to change, and threw up some more. I thought that it had only been a few minutes. But by the time I made it to my phone, it was noon.

I texted him in a panic, then apologized profusely when he called. I could tell he was disappointed, and I offered to just come up but not eat, but he said not to and went back to work.

I feel so bad. And not because of the vomiting.

Comments

[londo.livejournal.com]

Go team vomit-and-pass out!

[kadath.livejournal.com]

Canceling 'cause you're violently ill is hardly something to feel guilty over, hon.

[dncingmalkavian.livejournal.com]

Iawtc.

[hazliya.livejournal.com]

But he called like, seven times. And I couldn't answer. I just know how much it sucks to be disappointed, and I feel really awful.

[dncingmalkavian.livejournal.com]

Might I be off base in suggesting that this isn't just about lunch?

[elenuial.livejournal.com]

You're right. I naturally assumed she was lying to me, and decided that I was jealous of everything about her. My instinct, of course, was to tear home and rampage around to frighten her, and possibly hit her once or twice (nothing puts fear in a woman like a palm to the face!), but I decided that being passive aggressive and telling her to take care of herself was clearly the better route.

Oh, I'm so manipulative and evil. If only I could cure her of her gayness.

[dncingmalkavian.livejournal.com]

I was Haz about her feelings, not yours, actually.

[dncingmalkavian.livejournal.com]

was asking*. I can't type today.

[elenuial.livejournal.com]

No, you weren't. You were speculating into the nature of our relationship, which have as much to do with my feelings as hers. Maybe you were asking about why she may have a guilt complex. Maybe you were asking about whether I felt threatened by her choice to care for her health rather than cater to my whim that she join me for lunch. I don't know, because your language was ambiguous, and felt intrusive.

It's not your place to make suggestive speculations. Either learn to say what you mean, or at least own up to your sloppy language and mean what you say.

[dncingmalkavian.livejournal.com]

I'm not going to participate in a flame war with you on Haz's journal. You're entitled to your opinion. My words are directed to her, and not to you. It's up to her to tell me whether or not I'm wrong.

By the way, don't tell me what I was and wasn't doing. That's extremely arrogant. As I said, I was asking about HER feelings, not yours. The question doesn't concern you - so how about we call it a day?

[elenuial.livejournal.com]

Entry's public. I can read it. Therefore, my interpretation of your sloppy words is a valid point of discussion, and since they involve me, I have every right to say what I think. Especially since your words seem be insinuating something sinister. If you weren't insulting me, then you were insulting her. What a great friend.

Frankly, I don't care what you think of me. What I care about are your not-so-subtle hints and potentially terrible relationship advice. At least the others had the sense to linguistically give me the benefit of the doubt--and if you really wanted to speak your mind and check in on your friend and try to find out what's really going on, don't you think a private communication would have been better?

And, hey, I've had a bad day, and I'm clearly not going to win any friends here, so I'll end it with this: "arrogance" is a word people use to try to argue with people who are right.

[dncingmalkavian.livejournal.com]

Oh, and for the record, if it wasn't my place to profess my opinions or concerns to Haz about anything that was happening in her life, I think she might have informed me a decent amount of time ago.

The high horse should probably go. It doesn't suit anyone well.

[ecmyers.livejournal.com]

Ugh. I hope you feel better on both counts. Seems like a perfectly understandable reason to miss a lunch date, and I'd think he'd be more concerned about your well-being.

[dncingmalkavian.livejournal.com]

/agree with this too

[rickie-d.livejournal.com]

Aw man, feel better! :(

Also, you have no reason to feel bad, you got pretty viciously sick from out of nowhere, not a lot you could have done about it.

[relique.livejournal.com]

You were rather violently ill for an hour and a half, ill enough that not only could you not get to a phone but you also couldn't effectively keep track of time. I kind of assume that immediately upon the clock striking 12 you didn't feel amazing either. Able to answer a phone, yes. Ready to run a marathon? Perhaps not.

.... You can wish you'd not been sick. You can wish you'd been well enough to answer the phone. But given that you were obviously not well enough to do either of those things, you did what you could. In fact, you seem to have rushed to the phone as soon as you were physically able.

It's sad you couldn't see each other, and sadness is warranted. But this seems more like guilt, which... is silly!