High Fidelity

I’ve just finished reading High Fidelity (remember the movie with that Cusack guy and all his ex girlfriends?). Read the book because I vaguely remembered the movie.
Anyway for those of you who don’t, watch it and then come back and read my rambling.

What is it about ex boyfriends? You date people you’re happy, and then one guy comes along who you really went mad for and affects every single relationship after. Is it never possible to be truly content? Over and over again, the pull never ceases to exist. There are days when a mere memory makes me want call and seek clarifications on vague answers. But the point is that there is no point. There is no point to the call or to the answers, because they will never satisfy me. In this case I was the dumpee and not the dumper. It’s not like you even want the guy back or that you’re still the best of friends. And while I know ex’s are a thing to keep away from while in a relationship, I have come to realize that it’s best to make the odd call, feel stupid and give up on your own. Let the impulse pass. It’s fun to be impulsive but sometimes it can come up with equally crazy consequences.

It pisses me off.

Sulk. Sigh. Kick.

Right now it’s dvd and a rice bowl.

Kill Bill!