No, I'm not happy. Every time he speaks of her, my psychic psycho-meter goes nuts. I don't know why it's doing it, and I wish it would stop. Yes, I'm jealous and unhappy, and half the unhappy is the psychic psycho-meter going off the scale every time her name comes up. He says he's taking it slow.
No, I don't know what to say. She'd be a perfectly nice girl ... for someone else. I have the sad feeling that she'd have been a perfectly nice girl for him before he met me. My conversations with some people about why I'm reacting like this have been leading down one certain esoteric path...
Diana Tregarde always was my hero, when I was a teenage kid. Now that I've met people with the same job description, it doesn't seem like such a glamorous job anymore.
I guess I'd better learn to like the job quickly. It may be mine someday.