(to continue with the obscure Judybats references...)
I wish the evil c***whore had not seen me the other night. Do you know how hard it is to try to be pleasant with someone knowing that they have said totally evil derogatory lies about you that you supposedly don't know about? Did that make sense? I hope so.
Anyway, so I saw the person who said evil things about me. She was all "Oh, your hair looks really nice. When did you get it cut? I haven't seen you in so long," and all that BS. Like she even cares. Although, it is sad to know that she has alienated soooooo many people that she is trying to "reconnect" with people so she can have at least a person or two to talk with in public places. There were stretches of time when I was laughing with my friends and she was just sitting there all alone looking at us wistfully. Part of me wants to say "Serves you right, sister!" but the other part of me feels bad for her. She's a very sad, lonely, insecure person who has cast away the people who cared about her. It's even more sad to know that all of this happened in a church type setting. Poor girl. At least I did the upright and noble thing by being polite to her. (not that I went out of my way to be nice, but I kept my squirrelly wrath under control until I left)