Pit Stop

[mollymolekular]

You ever get the feeling that maybe you could be more romantic? Do you hear a little voice that says a wild and spontaneous random act of romance is just what you need? Ignore this voice. This is the voice of the devil. Possibly a devil sponsored by Tim Horton's coffee shop

Comments

[thecoldroom]

Wow. My God, hun. Do you need a hug or what? I am so sorry. That was such a sweet gesture, and you ended up having to stay with a stranger? Damn, I feel bad. You need a break, real bad. Play the lottery, you have some karma coming. Next time you are insanely alone, frustrated beyond words, and bleeding profusely from your foot, call me, and I will at the least keep you company as you wander through all nine levels of hell. Jesus. Once again, I am so sorry.

*hugs to infinity and shit*

[mollymolekular]

You know, it never occured to me to call someone just to talk . . . I could've spent a very pleasant time chatting in the Tim Hortons from a payphone. I ever have a calling card. Why didn't I think of that?? True, it was really late, but still.

And yeah, if I'm NOT storing up some good karma, I'm going to hurl myself off a cliff. How long can things suck for?

[thecoldroom]

Yeah, I may not be good for much, but I am exceedingly talented at distracting others from the hell pit that life turns into sometimes.

In my professional opinion, somewhere around two years. The good news, however, is that after it, you learn to like the good times more.

[mollymolekular]

You're right, and bad as that night was, I've had worse.

[thecoldroom]

I imagine so. While your situation sucked, it is more in the category of "how awful" rather than, "Oh my God". Still feel for you though.