Consciousness is a Terrible Curse

So, since things have been going good for a little while, I have been happy which is good, but of course I make the mistake of talking to someone from my past (well immediate past) that can fuck up a good day in a second. He said some pretty hurtful things the other night (for example: "I hope he has a warm bed for your cold heart" and "He deserves better than you") I am already self conscious enough about my relationship with Chris, but when someone outside of the situation makes comments like that, even though I know they are strictly out of hurt, it gets me thinking. I just need to remember to not let those comments get to me.

So, I've turned into a Bridezilla. No, I'm not engaged, no he hasn't asked me, but we have talked about it, and the more we talk about it, the more I start looking. The more I start planning. The more I start looking at Zales and other jewelry stores. I am demented.

And another thing, I don't know how long I have to wait, or how much ass I have to kiss to get Anita to respond to me. The only time she has responded to me was when I told her that one of her old coworkers had passed away. That was the only time I have heard from her. It is really starting to piss me off. Normally they say no news is good news, but not in this case. I just need an answer from her, so I know what the fuck I am doing. It irritates me that she can't even text me.