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The Jackass ChroniclesI know it was you, and it kills meIt was -7 this morning. That's air temperature, not windchill. Thank God it wasn't windy. My cheeks almost cracked off waiting for the goddamn bus.I can't decide if I want to hibernate all winter or if I need to get out there and date a lot. I went out with a guy last Friday and we had a really good time but inexplicably, he didn't call this week. Huh. Well, he's a dumbass if he thinks he can do better than me. Seriously. Chris called him "Alan Thicke" Not that Alan Thicke wasn't an attractive man in his heyday, but yeah, Alan Thicke. I think this guy was a little too materialistic anyway. How do people get like that? I was definitely getting an Oren vibe from him (Oren=the possessive, alcoholic, materialistic, Gordon Gecko-wannabe I dated in Hartford many many many years ago.) Speaking of Hartford, another ex from Hartford "Won Fred's Money" on Stern Thursday morning. I literally almost fell over in the tub when I realized it was him. All these exes and nothing to show for it. I guess that's why they're exes. Basically, the clock starts ticking on these guys the first minute of our second date. I hold out hope that someday I will get struck by the lightning like Micheal Corleone did in Italy in "The Godfather". Let's just hope he doesn't get blown up in a car.
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