Dear Reader,
Look - here’s the deal:
- I have a boyfriend and he’s CRAZY and EXHAUSTING. However, because I love him, I’m not fond of writing evil things about him online. There aren’t really that many evil things to write…
- I now have many more pressing things to bitch about than dating. I do however, dear reader, miss manhunting. It is a pastime that I will remember fondly, mostly, and if not fondly it will make me laugh maniacally as the two run together a lot of the time in my head.
- I fully intend to continue writing, mostly about hilarious/staggeringly stupid customers I encounter at work, LT and his bumbles, and jerks that cut me off on the highway - just not anonymously, and not here. Because I love you all dearly, even the ones of you I don’t actually know, I’m thinking I’ll link you to the new blog once it’s up and running.
- After a year long run, and a really good time, it is with teary eyes and drunken fingers that I am announcing the official end of Dating: don’t do it!
IT’S OVER BETWEEN US.
DON’T WORRY - IT’S NOT YOU - IT’S ME!
Wow guys, I think you just got dumped…
Ouch that smarts, doesn’t it? I wonder if anyone has been dumped via blog post before.
Oh and because it’s been a while and you’ve missed out on some crazy shit, I’ll leave you with a some pictures of the ENORMOUS TRICERATOPS TATTOO that LT got without consulting me. I HATE IT, and spent about 36 hours screaming at him as a result. He chose to do this while I was in California on a business trip too so that was fun for me. I’m pretty much over it now cause there’s no sense in making him feel like a dog turd forever, but I still think it’s pretty awful.
Pictures after the jump.
