Dealing

I do not have necessarily the best way of dealing with relationship (or lack there-of) stress in my life.

For some reason I feel as though as long as the last person I slept with isn’t the one that I’m attempting to get over, it somehow makes it easier.

So I come on like a freight train to some unsuspecting guy… and hopefully get my way. And let’s face it, I’m a chick, it isn’t that difficult to get one’s way on these matters.

So I blatantly sent an email to TM, “What are you doing tonight? As we discussed great friendships should get over any tension in the beginning… and I have some tension I need to get over… come on… and I do mean come on…”

And then I write blogs about BJ’s…

Aren't I a gem?

My mama must be proud…