more proof that “the autobiography of vivian” is about me LOL. i can’t go a page without reading something that was pulled out of my brain

“then i started thinking, when was he going to call? what if he didn’t call me soon enough and i wanted to call him? yuck! this is why i hate relationships, why i hate being “in like”! it feels like one big settlement when you can’t act or say or do or call, for that matter, when you want to! i was just fine before i met him. having john on my brain just sucked. consistently overanalytical and never allowing a good moment to be just that, i thought long and hard about why my satisfaction had earned a “dis” just moments after he left. was i needy? immature? did i like him more than he liked me? hi i’m vivian and i’m a freak!”

lol

and tony got promoted at work again! he’s full floor now, congrats to him. he deserves it