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Uncanny, I say
Uncanny, I say
Please excuse the prolonged break for I have been having lots of sex. Somebody obvious didn’t read my “no resuscitation” clause and busted out the defibrillators when I wasn’t looking. The record setting (or pathetic, depending on who you ask) four-day affair is back with a vengeance. Yet the sour taste of, um, oh yes,psychopathic-y-ness leaves me with an overwhelming desire to sprint far from this little tryst. Here’ the problem: the sex is great. And not just, oh, it’s- been-a-while-and-I’m-really-happy-that-I’m-getting-laid-again great. I mean, why-are-my-quads-sore great.
Of course, there’s always a monkey in the wrench; the ex and I talked the other day and she thinks that maybe we should reconsider the whole divorce thing. I didn’t have the heart to tell her that I couldn’t consider going back into that relationship considering how much fun I’m having. I mean real fun, with people who I want to hang out with and not her semi-gay-but-married actor friends who can’t differentiate sympathy laughter from actual joy.
But here’s issue - It’s like she knows when I’m having fun because that’s when she calls. It’s never when I’m sad or lonely or bored. It’s when I meet a cute girl in a bar and we’re having a blast, it’s when I’m hanging with friends after work and I’m actually being charming (and occasionally witty, but more often neither but still having fun). Why does she always call right then? Uncanny, I say.
9/1/2006 12:58 am
Some people seem to have a sixth sense for when their ex is having fun. I know mine does! |
I use only a cell phone these days because it just makes more sense for my life. And because my ex always seems to call at the most inopportune times, I have a really annoying ring tone for his cell, office and home phones. If I hear that tone (because I forgot to put my phone on vibrate!), I simply don't answer if I don't want to talk to him. I learned a long time ago, nothing he has to say these days demands immediate action on my part. So if he calls at a bad time, I let it go to Voice Mail, and call him back when it's convenient for me. Problem solved.
Now, about you having ridiculous amounts of sex to where your quads are sore, haven't you heard of ibuprophen? Are you getting enough of the B-vitamins? Drinking enough water? If so, then you're just out of shape! Deal with it!
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