Jun 16, 2009 11:37
Metaphorically, this is what happened.
There was once a fish. A fish I would deem catch-worthy....but I already had a fish, so I didn't have much of a choice.
Fast forward years later....same fish shows up....so I catch it.
Good times were had. Not all was great...some moves were made that were probably a tad bit too soon or whatever...but things were plodding along...and I figured a way to make things great again.
However, just before I could put all that into action, there was an incident, where I got drunk and .... well, I made a damned idiot of myself.
Yesterday, the fish swam away because it no longer felt safe.
:(