I am too nice, too smart and too hot to deal with this shit!

I had a roommate that said that once to her boyfriend while they were in a verbal volley over the phone. I thought it genius.

I have wanted to say that several times over the last few weeks to The Man. I have, of course, said it while speaking with my girlfriends, but I have abstained from doing so to The Man for two reasons. First, I wouldn’t want to lower myself to express the dramatic comments of my ex-roommate. Secondly, and more importantly, he hasn’t called. This makes this comment and any other thing I may want to say impossible. [Please note I am laughing while typing this last line, I am not remorseful at all (ish) about it.]

Today Banana (my absolute favorite person in my office) began saying something to me about my “boyfriend”.

I reminded him, “He is not my boyfriend. He hasn’t called. He’s out... completely out.
Unless he calls, then he’s in… completely in.”

(I was laughing at my own attempts at humor at this point.)

Banana looked at me and said, “My, you sure have set that bar awfully high. Make sure you don’t trip over it… it’s like an extension cord dragging along the ground.”

“Aim low, you’ll never be disappointed,” I reminded him. (Thanks Dooce)



BeachChic called me shortly thereafter. We have decided that The Man and TM are both out. Mr. Wonderful is in. So tonight we shall go out, hooking up with him (hopefully) when he returns home from LA.

Last night LJ asked me when I planned on sleeping, as I have hardly done that in the last few weeks.

I love being single.