Thursday, July 26, 2007

A plus tard is not au revoir

I have a problem. I know, you're probably thinking no f@#king kidding crazy girl, but this is a different kind of problem. And I swear there will be no mention here of Kelly, Brenda, Dylan, Steve, Donna, David, and let's not forget Nat, because Nat makes the pie after all.

I finally said goodbye to The Boy two days ago. The send-off turned a little boozy and teary where I cried a bit onto his shirt and then we had sex. Which was nice.

I'm just a litttle emotional right now, like this morning when I watched The Little Mermaid and I just couldn't stop crying in that OHMYGODSHE'SAMERMAID!SHELIVESUNDERTHESEA!IHOPESHEGETSTHEHANDSOMEPRINCE! kinda way. I think I'm only hours away from going Kathy-Bates-In-Misery crazy

Really, what's a girl to do? Go on a drinking binge? Have gratuitous sex? Bake a batch of my World Famous Bailey's Peanutbutter and M&M's Cookies? In the nude? Run away to Boston, home of two really cute boys and one really cute girl, and I'm not sure, but maybe even a pizza place, for a few days? What I ask you, what?

Either way, I decided to make ice cream, because making ice cream is comforting, it makes me think there is a reason for living, a greater good even. Only... when I opened the freezer I underestimated my own super human strength and hit myself in the head with the freezer door, which left a big red mark, which will in all probability later turn black and blue, which will in turn cause someone to refer me to som kind of Woman's Shelter, which will only remind me that, no, I do not HAVE a husband. Not even a wife-beating one. I am all alone. *Sob* And the vicious cycle never, ever ends, because later I will realize that in all the pain and wonder of it all I forgot to make the ice cream.

I can only hope that I will not become The Crazy Cat Woman of the neighborhood. The one that smells like cat litter and spends all of her social security check on cat food for Fluffy, Muffy, Buffy, Kitty, Smitty, Smokey, Pokey, Mr. Whiskers, and Snowball.

6 comments:

Raynemoon said...

I am sorry things didn't work out for you with Alex. Drinking binge sounds like a good idea as long as it doesn't go on TOO long. You have a great girl friend there to take you out drinking? Or a great guy friend to take your clothes off? That would be my plan.

She does get the prince in the end by the way. =)

Maxine Perella said...

i think you should go with the cats. cats are awesome.

Paper Fan Club said...

I think you deserve a weekend of favorite weepy movies (personally, I was surprised by the choice of Little Mermaid, but to each gal their own tear triggers) and really decadent junk food. Then after a couple of days, it's time to shop for a new outfit or get a new haircut. Do something that makes you feel good about you again. You deserve it. Good luck.

Graham Ettridge said...

Hiya, I'm sorry that you are feelin' a lil sad at the moment. I split with my gf in January, and although it was a mutual decision as our lives had moved apart - it was still a painful time for me. I think a vacation is in need for you (even if it is just for a couple of days). A bit of travelling to carry you away... failing that, lots of chocolate!!!

I send you my warm wishes and am sure things will turn out great in the end.

Keep in touch!

Kindest regards ~ Graham :)

oh..and if you feel that "Kathy Bates" moment coming on....promise me that you will hide the sledgehammer beforehand.

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