Omigod. So. Dipwad (B.J.) e-mailed me all apologetic about how he pissed Monica and I off when he was here. I almost choked on the cereal I was eating when I read it. WTF? So I e-mailed him back and was like "yeah...you fucked up. end of story." --- no, but really, I actually was very nice and cordial and said "maybe we started off on the wrong food, yada yada yada...." blah blah blah blah blah I basically bullshitted my way through...mostly for the sake of Karen because she obviously loves this man and I'm willing to give him another chance. Monica, on the other hand, still wants to throw him over the balcony. To each his own.
I have come to a conclusion: I HATE TO BE COLD WHEN I'M NOT SLEEPING. It's really obnoxious because I can't fall asleep unless I'm cold but I hate to be cold. Take that as you will.
OH and I've also decided that I"m going to be a spinster with 20 cats for the rest of my life. I will not marry because men are stupid. YES! I SAID IT!
I also hate technology.
That is it.
The end.
Go to bed, you.
er...yeah. :)
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