Saturday On The Other Blog
I wrote on the other and so now I'm here.
What up. Am strangely conflicted about having two blogs. But I can't let Paul read this one. Not yet, anyhow.
We are fine. We've made up, yet again...we are terminally intertwined. Cannot be angry with each other for long.
He's off to fetch Jazmine at her tutoring class. I dropped her off earlier, seeing to it she ate and buying her a frappucino. In this way she has become a Frap also.
Her mother and stepfather plan a trip to Las Vegas in November. Apparently times aren't as hard as she made them out to be. We've heard nothing about any lawyering or court dates. As I said previously, no doubt because her lawyer told her she is a CUNTTTT and should fukk off.
Well I guess obviously the lawyer didn't put it quite that way. Anyhow.
I am avoiding a phone call from my friend David, who lives in Rome, but is in New York right now. F, you met him. The man is in serious lust with me even though he has no intention of leaving his pretty scary Italian wife, who is PREGNANT. Sometimes I enjoy his obvious admiration...but not today.
I just...want to be with my family.
Anyhow, David's called three times and will likely call more. I should just answer and say I'm not interested in flirting with you for three hours.
This is the guy that promised to introduce me to Barishnikov. I kid you not, those of you that don't know the story.
I love my Canadian and don't want to complicate things.
This whole week has been a learning experience, working with Magoo.
He and I are so done, but it's okay! I used to think he'd be some awful ghost forever. Now he's just a GUY. Whatever, Magoo. In fact, we had some very funny moments this week. Will blog about them after I answer this phone call.
What up. Am strangely conflicted about having two blogs. But I can't let Paul read this one. Not yet, anyhow.
We are fine. We've made up, yet again...we are terminally intertwined. Cannot be angry with each other for long.
He's off to fetch Jazmine at her tutoring class. I dropped her off earlier, seeing to it she ate and buying her a frappucino. In this way she has become a Frap also.
Her mother and stepfather plan a trip to Las Vegas in November. Apparently times aren't as hard as she made them out to be. We've heard nothing about any lawyering or court dates. As I said previously, no doubt because her lawyer told her she is a CUNTTTT and should fukk off.
Well I guess obviously the lawyer didn't put it quite that way. Anyhow.
I am avoiding a phone call from my friend David, who lives in Rome, but is in New York right now. F, you met him. The man is in serious lust with me even though he has no intention of leaving his pretty scary Italian wife, who is PREGNANT. Sometimes I enjoy his obvious admiration...but not today.
I just...want to be with my family.
Anyhow, David's called three times and will likely call more. I should just answer and say I'm not interested in flirting with you for three hours.
This is the guy that promised to introduce me to Barishnikov. I kid you not, those of you that don't know the story.
I love my Canadian and don't want to complicate things.
This whole week has been a learning experience, working with Magoo.
He and I are so done, but it's okay! I used to think he'd be some awful ghost forever. Now he's just a GUY. Whatever, Magoo. In fact, we had some very funny moments this week. Will blog about them after I answer this phone call.
posted by Scorpio | 4:35 PM
2 Comments:
erm. ok girls. clearly i am the world's worst lesbian since i keep sleeping with men. i will tell you about my latest foray. 3 wild guesses who it is.
erm. ok girls. clearly i am the world's worst lesbian since i keep sleeping with men. i will tell you about my latest foray. 3 wild guesses who it is.
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