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[adiva_calandia]

Oh fucking hell Madame Director knows I'm back in town.

I -- just -- for those of you just joining us, Madame Director is a manipulative girl I've known for years who I originally was friends with because of her fanfic tendencies, and who I stopped being friends with when I finally realized that she was a manipulative, controlling, lying bitch -- and I do not use that word lightly -- with a talent for seeing the world as she wants to see it. She used to make a habit of calling me every day and talking at me for an hour about how awesome her story, or her parts of the story we were co-writing, was. I attempted to break off the relationship gently by avoiding her like the plague after she made my life a living hell for two months while I stage managed for her, and more or less succeeded. She stopped calling, we saw less of each other -- we certainly don't write together anymore.

But. She just called, and when I made up something about having to look something up online for my dad, she said "Oh, I'll call you back."

And I'm literally shaking. DO NOT WANT doesn't cover it. And I can't avoid her for the whole month I'm here, because she works full-time at my favorite used bookstore/coffeehouse.

Fuck. Fuck.

*weakly* In, uh, more pleasant news, driving on snow and ice today was not as terrifying as I thought, not even making donuts in parking lots. And I saw a mama and baby moose.

God. I need to eat something. Having low blood sugar is not helping me deal with the idea of dealing with her.

Comments

[sluggirl.livejournal.com]

Erggh. The hard part of coming home is seeing the people you forgot you were ever going to have to see again. This is why I spent the first couple of years I came back hiding out in my mom's house and only calling very specific people.

(The nosy gossip in me was totally confused, by the way, because I had thought that Madame Director was a completely different person, and I did an embarrassing amount of googling trying to figure out who she actually is. I think I got it eventually, not that it actually matters at all. Heh.)

[adiva_calandia]

(Heh. I don't think you know her? I mean, you might, but -- she's a year older than me?)

[sluggirl.livejournal.com]

Maybe I don't. Um... I mean, she's an ATY person, though, right? I know most of them, at least by name. Although now knowing she's a year older than you threw off my second guess, so. BUT WHATEVER. It doesn't matter, except that not knowing is driving me insaaaaane.

On a related note, I totally just went on a Facebook adding spree of old theatre people. I was inspired by this post, because for me it's been long enough that I will probably never ever see them again.

[moondog.livejournal.com]

Blaaaargh. I get along very well with most people, but those few who I don't? *shudders* I know the pain you feel. (Luckily, she is "too busy with blah blah blah blah SHUT THE FUCK UP" that I never have to interact with her -- she best not be in any of my classes next semester, or head will roll).

On the other hand, I would like to see you sometime if you're available!

[ceph.livejournal.com]

Perhaps we can convince said bookstore's management to transfer her to the new downtown location...
I do seem to recall Miss Manners having useful things to say about dealing with Enemies. Might be worth investigating!

[angie-di.livejournal.com]

Youch, I'm sorry Luv. Seek refuge in other plans and if you have caller ID . . . well, that's what its for. *hugs* Stay chipper, and since I doubt I'll see you between now and tomorrow night I'll hug you when I get back. Let me know how this goes, ok? For the past year and a half she and I have managed to pretend that neither exists while standing next to each other in the Arts building. Oh, on an ATY note: I got casted in Guys and Dolls. Warm fuzzies and Merry Christmas if I don't talk to you before hand. ~J

[genarti]

Oh, ew. *hugs*

Blood sugar is good. Caller ID is good; being ready to interrupt at the first chance you get with "Look, I'm sorry, but I can't talk right now. No, I'm busy all day. Sorry, really have to go now, bye!" is also good.

Unless she's completely and utterly oblivious, she'll pick up the hint eventually. And if she is completely and utterly oblivious -- you'll only have to deal with thirty seconds of listening to her before you cut her off, and that cutting-off will become habit too.

[ashen_key]

Oooh, my sister has to deal with someone like that, and she literally starts shaking and grinding her teeth when she calls.

You have my sympathy. But, yes, go EAT something!