Items of Note

"Sure Jesus could restore my physical and spiritual virginity, especially if I lost it to some rapist, but who wants that? I'm saving myself for marriage, and I'll use force if necessary." -Hilary Faye

Friday, July 29, 2005


While I was out on my fancy date last night there was drama, drama, drama within my circle of friends.

My ex-fiancé admitted to E that he had cheated on me with his 19 year old girlfriend. Big fucking surprise.

What he doesn't know is that I win.

It sounds like beer was flying and feelings were hurt.

All the while I was sitting at a table sipping a martini being adored.

Hmmmm... hardly seems fair.

Oh, and I think I agreed to a date with a neighbor last night.

Email I just got from my sister:

"The house is a zoo. Janet (dog) decided that it would be fun to attack Georgie (cat) around the cat food. It went flying. Just about that time the carpet people arrived. So, they're stacking bedroom furniture in the kitchen on top of cat food. Baby (cat) is helping them. Georgie is in hiding. Janet is in the bathroom barking her head off. Gracey (cat) is bored. I told him that I had ordered workmen for him, but I guess he is still too pissy over the other cats to enjoy them. A zoo, I tell you. I never asked to be the crazy cat lady. "


At 8:58 AM, Blogger The Funky Bee said...

hardly seems fair? Oh, it's fair. It's more than fair. He gets what he deserves...I hope his 19 year old girlfriend gives him herpes or something worse perhaps...

At 10:46 AM, Blogger shoes said...

no one ever gets asked to be the crazy cat lady

At 10:51 AM, Blogger Princess Steph said...

it just kind of happens huh shoes?

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At 1:55 PM, Blogger Polly Prissy-Pants said...

Crazy cat lady hehehe.

At 2:07 PM, Blogger Girl With An Alibi said...

Whenever my friends talk about their kids I respond with stories of my cats, talking like they are my kids. I suddenly realize I sound like a crazy cat lady. I just want to scream,"I'm not a crazy cat lady, I'm getting married and I'm still fertile! I'll have real kids one day! I SWEAR!!!"

At 5:23 PM, Blogger katarina said...

I can't stand cats. Their fur everywhere and those nasty claws. I'm also allergic. And they're always up to no good. Sorry, just hate cats.

I'm so glad the date went well. What kind of martini's were you drinking? Was there a kiss good night? So, this he cute?

At 7:37 AM, Blogger nongirlfriend said...

Where'd you two go???

At 2:16 PM, Blogger petrow said...

wait a min , vice mail is so romantique for professing your love, it gurenteesa calls back, or am i wron, lol. Godd boys do enjoy cleavage , to know how manly he is, you have to see what eh can dow ith it though. talk to you on the MSN.

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