In my last post I talked about how I thought the Invisible Woman might just want the old deal back. The deal we had last year involved me bending over backwards to accommodate the notion of her in my being and seeing what I could do to bring about a peaceful, mutually beneficial resolution for all. In exchange for my efforts, the Invisible Woman, if the notion of her that I harbored actually existed in any way for real, got to do whatever she wanted.
Like I've said before about another woman in my past, there was apparently something about this deal that the Invisible Woman liked. I just give anyone this deal at first, that is, if they manage to get under my skin somehow. But, like someone once said to me at the Kerrville Folk Festival, "I'll trust you until you give me a reason not to." Well, I managed to survive that round, but that doesn't make me want to give her anothern.
In last weeks post, I talked about the supposed shenanigans going on at my house with the missing distortion pedal that showed up all of a sudden, and the credit card that went missing at the same time. There have also been people that I've connected to the Invisible Woman in my world, two men, who seem to give off the same creepiness that they did last year.
Of course, there has been no effort on the for real celebrities' part to contact me directly and apologize to me for anything. Why would this person do a thing like that? The notion in my head doesn't exist for real, apparently.
That leaves the possibility open for the real deal human to show up in my world somehow. I've often run scenarios in my head of that happening, of course. People often run scenarios in their head of things that have very little likelihood of coming to pass, so I'm no too far out there for doing that.
Today I concluded that if old En-viz managed to weasel her way into my world and back into my heart only to lower the boom- because, like a lot of women who went adversarial on me over the years, maybe she just hates to lose- if old En-viz manages to screw me over that way, then maybe I really am the kind of son of a bitch that deserves that kind of outcome. Think about it, if this famous person actually went to the trouble to meet me in person and ingratiate herself to me to the point where she gained my trust and confidence, for the sole purpose of dicking me over in a major way, I must really be that kind of bastard. Right?
Even if I didn't really deserve to be shit on like that, there's nothing really stopping this woman, or any attractive woman, from doing that if they really wanted to. I can't win 'em all.
Like I've said before about another woman in my past, there was apparently something about this deal that the Invisible Woman liked. I just give anyone this deal at first, that is, if they manage to get under my skin somehow. But, like someone once said to me at the Kerrville Folk Festival, "I'll trust you until you give me a reason not to." Well, I managed to survive that round, but that doesn't make me want to give her anothern.
In last weeks post, I talked about the supposed shenanigans going on at my house with the missing distortion pedal that showed up all of a sudden, and the credit card that went missing at the same time. There have also been people that I've connected to the Invisible Woman in my world, two men, who seem to give off the same creepiness that they did last year.
Of course, there has been no effort on the for real celebrities' part to contact me directly and apologize to me for anything. Why would this person do a thing like that? The notion in my head doesn't exist for real, apparently.
That leaves the possibility open for the real deal human to show up in my world somehow. I've often run scenarios in my head of that happening, of course. People often run scenarios in their head of things that have very little likelihood of coming to pass, so I'm no too far out there for doing that.
Today I concluded that if old En-viz managed to weasel her way into my world and back into my heart only to lower the boom- because, like a lot of women who went adversarial on me over the years, maybe she just hates to lose- if old En-viz manages to screw me over that way, then maybe I really am the kind of son of a bitch that deserves that kind of outcome. Think about it, if this famous person actually went to the trouble to meet me in person and ingratiate herself to me to the point where she gained my trust and confidence, for the sole purpose of dicking me over in a major way, I must really be that kind of bastard. Right?
Even if I didn't really deserve to be shit on like that, there's nothing really stopping this woman, or any attractive woman, from doing that if they really wanted to. I can't win 'em all.
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