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My point? I have a point? I never said I had a point. That’s the point, you know?
I feel like we’re really connecting, finally.
Ah Mr Mid, I’m sorry again about your dad.
Go back and read the last 10 pages, you were dropping 4 letter bombs left and right! And then that one person was like “whoa” and you were like “fuck your mom” and the others were like “gasp” and then you were like “what, I dropped it” and then we were like “huh?” And you were like “huh what?” And then boom you went nuts, ‘member?
Hahaha – no you didn’t let it go. The last 10 pages or so you really were fighting!
Haha there she is – told ya! Hahaha classic Sarah B
Mr Cell is my favorite!
That Sarah B, she just won’t let it go, eh??
Isn’t it weird that in 2015, we still take dead bodies, dress them up, put them in a box, and put the box in the ground? It seems so… Silly, and stinky – I mean ewww, a dead body decomposing in a box, that must wreak. And also wasteful. Some really good land is taken up by dead bodies! Plus it’s hella expensive. I want my hiers to keep as much of my estate as they can!
@coco, we broke up. He came out about a month ago with some of his stuff (he was planning on moving fully at the end of Feb) and had a panic of epic proportion. He sort of “woke up” from a dream and realized he was not ready for all of this so left, with his stuff. And I haven’t heard too much from him since – we exchanged a few emails, but that’s it. So voila! Ended pretty abruptly and unexpectedly. Whattayagonnado. Unlike all prior break ups, I’m not hoping for a reconciliation or that he’ll change and want what I want. I’m maturing! (I mean, it sucked, and I was devastated and sick about for a bit, not to downplay that part. But I’m good now.)
I was not wearing a bra. No bra, no makeup, didn’t brush my hair – I did brush my teeth, though. And I was at work…. what from 5:30 to… close to 7? Not it was after 6. 6-7am? 7:30 am maybe? I got out before anyone important saw me. I hope. Meh, who cares. I was preparing for court. It was war time.
Thank goodness I’m not trying to sleep with my boss. I’d be really failing.
One partner did see me but he just whisked by my office and mumbled good morning without really looking. That’s when I was like “fuuuck I gotta get out of here.” It’s fine. To and from the office I had my big puffy winter coat and puffy boots, you couldn’t tell there was just sweatpants and a tee underneath. But man I’m so fucking tired. But I can’t leave work yet because I have a couple things I need to wrap up and get out the door. Where do you think I can get a cinnamon roll at 7 pm? I really want one. I feel like a zombie. Like my brain was taken out of my head and replaced by a big cinnamon roll. And there’s some frosting oozing out of my eyes and nose. And I feel sticky. I didn’t shower today, maybe that’s why. I regret a lot of things about today.
It’s really upsetting to me that we’re at only 79 pages. Why not 80? Why not 90 or 100? Come on!
In other news, I’ve been up since 2:30 am. I had this court hearing this morning and I woke up because I was thinking about what to say, and I was practicing saying it in my head. Do you do that sometimes? You lie there and think about what to say and it always sounds so good and then you hop up and write it down and you get stuck? Anyway, I thought about it from about 2:30 to 5 and then I thought “that’s it! that’s brilliant! i should go write these thoughts down so i have notes with me during my statement.” So I drove to work in my pajamas (you know, because no one is in the office that early and I was only going to pop in, write this out, print copies (no printer at home) and I also needed to look for a couple of documents anyway). The idea was to go home before court because I live near court so the walk is shorter and i could just park in the metered spots near work – they don’t start charging an arm and a leg until 8 am. ANYWAYZZZZZZ, it took longer than I thought and I was still in the office in my PJs when *oh shit* people started to arrive, so I just hurried up and drove home where I got ready for my 10 am court appearance. All that to say, I’m sofa king tired. And are we at 80 pages yet?
Also I think it would be so amazing to be a judge. Someone appoint me.