It’s official: Three strikes and I’m out.
My third crush has already dissolved. *sigh* Isn’t that just my luck?
Turns out The Latest used to date (and screwed over) a friend of mine. I didn’t know about them until the day before yesterday, when her and I had a lengthy conversation. Immediately afterwards, I let him know that it wasn’t gonna happen. He understood. Most likely because he knows what an asshole he was to her, and that I now know it too. There are just too many guys in the world for me to need to recycle. Fortunately, I don’t mind… There are lots of other crushes to be had… And I intend to have them. Although my list of criteria is getting more and more interesting.
Today is my Friday and I plan to do what I usually do with my “Fridays”: Hang out with the people that make my world a better place, have a few beers, and laugh my ass off. I am very much looking forward to a night of mindless fun with the girls.
If your weekend has come to an end, I hope it was a good one.
Peace and guys who don’t suck.
Sunday night I meant to take it easy but, having barely anything to eat the entire day, that wasn’t successful. I woke up yesterday with wheat beer where my blood used to be and not feeling very spunky. Unfortunately for me, I had to go out and do it all again because it’s almost a crime not to on St. Patrick’s Day.
Oddly enough, it was last night that I ended up taking it easy. With drunk people all around me, I managed to pace myself and keep the shots to a minimum- which isn’t easy when you’re surrounded with friends who don’t know how hammered they are and who keep ordering shots. And while I did consume my share of Dirty Porn Stars (made with X Rated Vodka, citrus vodka and energy drink), by the end of the night, I was drinking water. Gratefully.
Today I’m recovering, trying really hard not to be sick, and blog hopping. Whilst over at Thinking Out Loud, I discovered that I had been given a Blogscar award! Yay me!
So I’d like to thank Natural Woman for bestowing my little blog with her one-of-a-kind award. It may not make my liver feel any less beaten down, but it makes me very happy.
And now, without further adieu… My Blogscar for your viewing pleasure. You may touch it if you wish, but make sure your hands are clean.
Peace, functioning kidneys and Blogscars.