I met my other blog g/f Miss "Knows it All." I missed her getting real drunk. But as a friend of mine told her, "You looking skinny girl." *
Kinda like Miss Ex Kevin Federline.
All I know is it was freaky to meet someone I only e-chated with. Not freaky in a sleep-with-sheep-kind-of-way, just freaky regular.
I met another Cougar. Her name was Katrina. We called her the "Hurricane." Best nickname ever.
I am avoiding at all costs updating this blog. I have no idea why.
* My message to Knows it all
It's like somehow I don't make the cut. I don't warrant a mention. That meeting me was some how anti-climatic for you. I blame you for that. I will take no personal responsibility whatsover for your feelings.
But I hope that you will. I hope you come to the understanding that meeting me was the first day of your real life. That all was false positive until that fateful day.But I always hope in vain. The human spirit is fragile and weak. It always lets me down. I should not rely upon it anymore.Instead I should just strap myself on board a backpack bomb of some lonely middle eastern terrorist at banana republic.
Kaboom Banana Republic. Kaboom.