"My Life as a Woman..."
Day 1 of the pill went passing well. I was able to hold jealousy and general anger with suffering silence. I grew squemish of violence, to the point of turning away as my roommate opened beer with a sword. I'm becoming a pussy.
Here's another thing I don't like. We all know it's going to happen. At least once. They always go back. Or start dating other people. I've done it. You've done it. Uncle Sam does it every few years. It's still disappointing. But not worth fighting over. I wan't ice cream. And beer. Cuddles would be nice. Sigh.
How come I don't get flowers much any more?
I may start crocheting tonite. I want a new scarf.
Here's another thing I don't like. We all know it's going to happen. At least once. They always go back. Or start dating other people. I've done it. You've done it. Uncle Sam does it every few years. It's still disappointing. But not worth fighting over. I wan't ice cream. And beer. Cuddles would be nice. Sigh.
How come I don't get flowers much any more?
I may start crocheting tonite. I want a new scarf.