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On Monday night, I went out to have dinner with a few friends and also with this one particular person that I've successfully avoided having dinner with [let me look in my archives] since this last time. The reason I've not wanted to see her again is pretty much explained in my previous entry about her. But being that it's the New Year and hey, people do change, I ought to go and see what she's like now besides this would have been the umpteenth time I've declined.

[author's note: wait, there was one other time i had dinner with her and her snooty bf, i'm sure i wrote about it somewhere]

The difficult part of this is that she's Fishpimp's friend and this girl has no other friends except her, it seems. But it bothered me tremendously that one time Fishpimp canceled on our plans just because that chick called her and told her she was going to be in Fishpimp's area. Is jealousy rearing its ugly head? No. It's perfectly fine if they go out, but I already had my day booked in advance and now she's canceling on me because of her? Friendship faux paus. Tssk Tssk.

Anyway, so Fishpimp convinced me to go out with them on Monday night for dinner when I already said I really wasn't interested. I mean, why waste my time with people I don't even like? But since my other friends were going, it would be nice to see them. I just warned Fishpimp to seat her strategically away from me. You know, where my knife won't be able to reach her at arm's length. Because I'm not liable for my actions in her presence.

To make things easier, I need to give her a nickname. Um....how about.....No Share Girl. Why this name? Well this chick will refuse to share any food with you because she thinks she'll contract hepatitis through food sharing. Which means, she thinks you have shitloads of germs and she's as pure as the virgin snow. Let me give you an example, if we were to order nachos, she would scoop nachos onto her plate before anyone else has touched it and then let the rest of you dig in. And forget about sharing a big crusty loaf of bread....anything you've touched -- she'd rather starve than put it in her mouth. Freak of nature?

Hell yeah.

So we're at Olive Garden and she of course gets her own breadsticks FIRST. And it's ok that the salad is served with tongs but if I reached in for a crouton, she would have asked for a new salad for herself. I kid you not. But you know, aside from this wee little freakish thing about her -- it's really her personality and the things that come out her mouth that I have a real issue with.

Before the food arrives, she turns to me and asks if I'm feeling better these days. I tell her that I'm improving and then I realize she has no idea what I am plagued with. She thinks I have migraines or something -- like her. So she asks me about my current treatment and as I'm talking to her -- she turns AWAY from me and starts another conversation with the guy across from her. [!!!!!] Fuck, if you really didn't want to know about me, then please don't ask. I'd rather save my spit and save it for a more meaningful conversation elsewhere.

And then she has this really rude way of talking about you to another person while you're sitting right there. Case in point, she was talking to Fishpimp about my hair and about my health, when I was sitting just right there! Right there!! I mean, isn't it the absolute rudest to talk about another person in their presence. Can't you wait till I'm in the restroom? And it's not like she's saying bad things or whatnot but she's talking about you like you don't even exist. And of course she's speaking in Mandarin to Fishpimp because she doesn't think I understand. And folks, her English is fine....she can speak to me without any problems if she wanted to.

I swear, my fuckin eyes were rolling around so much that they practically rolled onto the floor and I had to catch it with the salad tong! Imagine shoving that tong into her mouth huh??

Then next, she begins telling me about her ailments with her headaches and such and badgers me to go to her Chinese Herbalist for treatment. Now, it's not like I've ever been opposed to going to Chinese Herbalists and in fact, I welcome it but she was practically cramming this practitioner down my throat saying she can cure cancer, migraines, blah blah, blah blah. And so I just asked how much that person charges, just so I would get an idea (because we all know these Herbalists don't come cheap). And No Share Girl just said "well, she's kinda expensive etc etc." Bitch, I'm just asking for a ballpark price. Why is it so hard to have a fucking conversation with you??

You know, I was trying to be really nice because I think it means alot to my friend to be there and be civil with her. But I find that not only am I wasting my time with someone who just thinks of "me me me" but I'm also losing brain cells.

And you know what really pisses me off as well? Is when people hear that you're ill and they have to tell you how much sicker they are than you OR they will always say something like "oh my aunt/mom/fish has the same problem as you." YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW MY PROBLEMS LITTLE GIRL. Stop comparing and stop throwing me in a heap with the rest of the losers in your life.

The really pathetic part about this is: I'm sure I'll have to see her again.

And I think someone has to tell her how fucking conceited she is and the incredible absence of manners she has for people.

Finally, I've always wondered if she's so afraid of germs, how can she share bodily fluids with her BF? Because if she ain't giving it up, I'm sure he's getting it elsewhere.

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I'm sounding like my old self aren't I? :)

I'm out.