Who said, "Good things come to those who wait."? I'd like to meet them. I have a few questions for them-the first being exactly how long are you supposed to wait for the good things? I mean this year I'll be 30 and ummm, nothing yet.
So far, I have a job at a major company working for a woman with a PHD in idiocracy specializing in coordination which is limited to matching her hats with her outfits. Now had my dream job been to be an overworked, underpaid and overqualified doormat, then I'd be living the life right now. But as you can see that's obviously not the case.
On the other hand my personal life is great! Well, it was until Elliot and I broke up - AGAIN! I just don't get it; we seemed so perfect each other. I mean, we're always in sync physically but it's that emotional thing that seems to keep knocking us off track. You would think that being a mama's boy he'd be more in tune with his sensitive side, but NOOOOOOOOOO it's all about him and his mama and everyone else may as well not exist. Yet I just can't seem to shake that insensitive, sexy, charming, fine, makes me scream GOD in 10 different languages when I only speak one, mama's boy. Now whoever said love is blind ain’t ever lied.
At least, that's what my friend Charlyce is always screaming at me; though I don't think she means it in the poetic way of its author. She simply cannot stand Elliot and neither can Tina. They both have threatened to send me to EA (Elliot's Anonymous), but like I told them the first step is admittance. And I'm just not ready to utter, "Hi, my name is Jamie and I'm addicted to Elliot." Nevertheless, that never stops them from being by my side through the entire BS, thick and thin, right or wrong my girls are always there for me. It's funny too... we're so close but yet so different. Charlyce is the wild child - smart and sassy. Tina is more conservative - safe and classy. Me? I'm wedged right in between the two, balancing it all out. They really are my sisters and I know that no matter what, we'll always be there for each other. Unless, of course, I marry Elliot but until he divorces his mother that will never happen!
Now that I think about it I do need intervention. Hmmm, maybe for my 30th Birthday, I'll have them fund my CGC (change gon come) fund. They'll be my moral support as I finally sit down and utter the words, "My name is Jamie and it's time for a change...â€
