So what have we learned lately?
Apple cider vinegar is NOT a UTI cure. And if you think it is you'll land your lily ass in Urgent Care with a rather painful bladder infection like I did.
Go me.
So, I think Sean is giving me the big kiss-off.
I guess that deserves background info:
I dated Sean in college. Sean dumped me. I kicked Sean in the balls.
Months pass by, and we decide to have a few torrid, ill-advised hook-ups.
I had major feelings for him, he didn't really have them for me (I don't guess anyway,) and it just wasn't destined to end well.
So I gave up and dated someone else and wound up marrying him.
Dizzying, eh?
Anyway.
We were gonna meet up for coffee. Totally innocently, too. Just wanted to catch up.
I ran it by Jason and Jason said it was fine.
So then Sean mentions he has to meet me when his girlfriend is at work because she's insanely jealous.
So I told him I'm not cool with keeping it behind her back, ESPECIALLY since there's nothing to hide, he said he'd talk to her and boom, I haven't heard back from him since then.
I guess it doesn't matter anyway. I don't know why I'm even blogging this. But then, it's only 8:40, and I'm stuck at work til 11 so it's amazing what I'll blah about.
But on a more positive note, I watched Lars and the Real Girl last night and it was fucking fantastic. It was everything a good movie is: dark, funny, fucked up, and totally worth every second I spent watching it.
It's really not about sex with a doll. I swear it.
I miss Amanda Dee.
And I really need a vacation.
*sigh*
That is all.
Goodnight, moon.
-L
