After the whole Phone Sex Aaron debacle, I told a friend of mine that I was done dating for a while. In fact, I vowed to take the whole summer off from the dating scene. I decided that after August, we could reinvest some time in the great saga that is dating in Southern California.
So what happened? It's raining men. No kidding -- I've got three marines, two Massholes, an encore performance from an overly emotional 27 year old who I fondly refer to as "Feelings," and an electrical engineer that I call Skippy. So let that be a lesson to us all. Tell the universe what you want and exactly the opposite happens.
...Hey God...I want to be poor.
So what happened? It's raining men. No kidding -- I've got three marines, two Massholes, an encore performance from an overly emotional 27 year old who I fondly refer to as "Feelings," and an electrical engineer that I call Skippy. So let that be a lesson to us all. Tell the universe what you want and exactly the opposite happens.
...Hey God...I want to be poor.
Tell me about it - about four days after I decided I was happy being alone... I met Jim. Who 2 years later became Mr. Dianne Shook. (Okay, he didn't really, but I think I would have liked it if he had.)
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