Hoboy. I am hanging on by a thread. One more and I'm about ready to snap. The nerve of some people! When people assume they know me, or things about me, it makes me want to prove them wrong. If only to make them look like complete jackasses. Which they are. Really.
I was gonna write about the great time that I had with the boy yesterday. Believe you me it was one helluva great time. We saw Open Season at the IMAX Theater. Fun Fun. Stupid looking big-ass glasses but fun fun, nonetheless. See that smile? See? Fun, huh?
Then we ate at Tokyo Tokyo. Talked about the ex. Again. Was damn proud of myself that I didn't raise a hissy fit. Look, I get it that she was a part of his life, once. I get that. I'm still friends with a lot of my exes. But I don't offer to show them my naked pictures, damnit.
So, yeah. Anyway. We ate at Tokyo Tokyo. The boy, despite knowing that I HATE having my picture taken, took one of me.
I get really stupid when I'm angry and can't lash out.
I never show naked pictures to my ex. Though, I guess, I've never had more than one ex. If you start going through all the internet relationships, then technically I guess I have. Or cheated. Or something.
ReplyDeleteI don't like my picture taken a lot of the time either.
Sorry if I assume I know you. I guess we don't really know each other, still.
If you can't guess who's writing all these comments at once, maybe it's because you've forgotten my writing style!
Sorry I missed you coming on earlier, but like I said there, I do have lectures..