So...uh...
Honestly, it has been a week. A long week, that many strange conversations about relationships (not mine) and relational stupidity (often times mine) and I came to a strange conclusion about many MANY a guy I have liked/dated/been with:
I am the girl you got under to get over someone else.
Before my mom leaves angry comments... I don't mean LITERALLY... I mean figuratively. I am the quintessential transition girl.
Anyhow, I think all of my boys (if you are new, and I know you are Jody, my boys refers to a group of 3 guys whom I have known since College, and whom have been dealing with all my various girl breakdowns since then...they are the trifecta of awesome known as "my boys"-- see the archieves for further info) have collectively lost there minds.... is it because I haven't been checking in as regularly as I used to, I don't know.
But when you get a phone call that goes like this "Hey, it's me, remember that one girl I dated who was batish crazy and I made you fake being my gf/wife so that she would stop calling... I ran into her again and she is hot... I think I am gonna go for it" and then followed by "Cheating doesn't count if you aren't planning on leaving your GF" and "I think I love her... but this relationship is hard, and love should be EASY" and then finally "You are going to be so proud of me... I totally have not had any sex for like 57 whole days!"
Um.. yeah. What is that. WHAT IS THAT. (for the record I got various phonecalls like that from all of them at different times during the day... what can I say, it was an odd saturday) That my friends is the begining of Crazeeeeeeeee. I wonder if they have antibiotics for it. Because I wasn't aware a)not having sex required a plaque b) we've already discussed how crazee doesn't really go away and c) Cheating... self-explanitory and d) what sorta backwoods, stupid ish is a relationship should be easy... if by easy you mean like... I dunno taking a dollar and using your fist to squeeze pennies out of it.. then yes EASY.
I am taking opinions, but they might need to get checked out at their local physicians... I am worried.
- Meh
P.S. Remind me tommorrow, I am supposed to blog about the Bartender that just wouldn't keep his shirt down!
I am the girl you got under to get over someone else.
Before my mom leaves angry comments... I don't mean LITERALLY... I mean figuratively. I am the quintessential transition girl.
Anyhow, I think all of my boys (if you are new, and I know you are Jody, my boys refers to a group of 3 guys whom I have known since College, and whom have been dealing with all my various girl breakdowns since then...they are the trifecta of awesome known as "my boys"-- see the archieves for further info) have collectively lost there minds.... is it because I haven't been checking in as regularly as I used to, I don't know.
But when you get a phone call that goes like this "Hey, it's me, remember that one girl I dated who was batish crazy and I made you fake being my gf/wife so that she would stop calling... I ran into her again and she is hot... I think I am gonna go for it" and then followed by "Cheating doesn't count if you aren't planning on leaving your GF" and "I think I love her... but this relationship is hard, and love should be EASY" and then finally "You are going to be so proud of me... I totally have not had any sex for like 57 whole days!"
Um.. yeah. What is that. WHAT IS THAT. (for the record I got various phonecalls like that from all of them at different times during the day... what can I say, it was an odd saturday) That my friends is the begining of Crazeeeeeeeee. I wonder if they have antibiotics for it. Because I wasn't aware a)not having sex required a plaque b) we've already discussed how crazee doesn't really go away and c) Cheating... self-explanitory and d) what sorta backwoods, stupid ish is a relationship should be easy... if by easy you mean like... I dunno taking a dollar and using your fist to squeeze pennies out of it.. then yes EASY.
I am taking opinions, but they might need to get checked out at their local physicians... I am worried.
- Meh
P.S. Remind me tommorrow, I am supposed to blog about the Bartender that just wouldn't keep his shirt down!
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