A Little Gasoline
There are benchmark times in life when it’s appropriate to drown your sorrows a little bit with the tutelary company of your girlfriends. Last night my boyfriend phoned me - no less, to break up with me. Classy. What a prince. Ogres apparently don't have feelings.
Ladies, thanks for last night. I think it’s fair to say my sorrows were drown in no particular order in: tears, laughs, wine (and perhaps some shooters) and the comfort of the most special ingredient, with good friends.
Oh, uh, The Sens won against the Leafs last night 4-1. That's alright by me.
Ladies, thanks for last night. I think it’s fair to say my sorrows were drown in no particular order in: tears, laughs, wine (and perhaps some shooters) and the comfort of the most special ingredient, with good friends.
Oh, uh, The Sens won against the Leafs last night 4-1. That's alright by me.
posted by nancycle at
8:57 a.m.
6 Comments:
Wow, Canada sent me here and I have to tell you buddy, that completely sucks. Just want to send you a little shout out to let you know that heartless ogres dont belong with cool girls anyway and that your friends (and alcohol) will get you through it!
Thanks crse - he can go back to his stinky old swamp :P
Canada ~ I know you're out there, wanting to post, cursing the Blogger Beta. Curse me and my experimental ways and the effect they've had on you.
I'm in, baby, I'm in!!!!!
Eeesh, men can really suck. And over the phone. Isn't that grounds for justifiable homicide?
Ah, have another shooter (those were good, but banana and sambuca - who was brave enough to come up with that?) and enjoy the turkey. And the job offer IN WRITING!!! Good luck tomorrow.
xoxo
Oh, Canada (THAT will never get old) thanks for stopping by...
How men treat their mama's and the good ole girls they're breaking up with are a good measure of the man.
Maybe it's hard enough for them to admit and acknowledge their own feelings (assuming they HAVE feelings, which this OGRE clearly DOES NOT have), perhaps we can't expect them to think about how their actions will effect ours. ... That might be like the journey from the centre of the earth...AND BACK!
OMG!!
Off I go, coffee's ready and I have a 10am to sign a contract.
nanc, here's your technical mistake ... the key to relationship success, is, always make sure you have the upper hand. ...which is to say, as appealing and as poplular someone is ... make sure he can't possibly do better than you.. now if that doesn't work, get a tongue ring, boob job, and a nice tattoo on your ass clevage ...
... oh and finally, when getting dangerously close to scraping the barrel, make sure, at the least, he has a nice car, cooks, cleans, handy 'round the house... ok ok im pushing it ...
btw ... from the pic, he looks a little homely anyhow ... so much for man's best friend eh ... the bastard, but at least you don't have to clean up his crap anymore ... when ya mow the lawn :)
anonymous...
mdoug999 - He's not so much the dog you've described.
I'm quite boggled; he was well liked by my family and friends. He went out of his way to do nice things for me...Real scraping the barrel sort of guy.
Funny...after we discussed meeting my son, he just, sorta...BOLTED!
I'll consider the tattoo though. ;)
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